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Deep in Alaska lives a lucky boy, a prince in a warm snowsuit.
He rules a kingdom of ice, snow, birch, and fir trees, and he rides a red sled.
All summer his sled was cooped up inside closed doors. It's ready to fly.
So the boy must go. He must enter the forest. His sled will go too.
Now shh! Just listen! Bears sleep under white blankets, tossing and turning.
Should he stay right here? The snow really is quite soft, and not cold at all.
He grabs the sled's rope. An adventure waits ahead; he must keep going.
Underneath his boots, the ground crackles and crunches. It's the only sound.
Ice crystals glitter, a million stars in each one. The boy stops and looks.
Snow brick by snow brick, he builds caverns and dungeons. A frozen castle.
Drifts up to his knees; he sinks deeper and deeper. His sled floats on top.
Excerpted from Deep in Alaska by Christine Johnson. Copyright © 2013 University of Alaska Press. Excerpted by permission of University of Alaska Press.
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Posted September 18, 2013
What a delightful book for all ages! Playing in the snow with your sled ~~~ pure joy. Within minutes after opening "Deep in Alaska" you're transferred to a more innocent time.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.