Dodger for Sale

Dodger for Sale

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by Jordan Sonnenblick
     
 

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What would you do if your best friend was:

1. Still imaginary (and getting into trouble with other "imaginary" creatures, such as leprechauns. That's right, leprechauns!!)?

2. In danger of losing his home, and the only forest in your town, the magical Field of Dreams?

3. Driving you crazy?!?! (But in a best-friend type of way . . . )

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What would you do if your best friend was:

1. Still imaginary (and getting into trouble with other "imaginary" creatures, such as leprechauns. That's right, leprechauns!!)?

2. In danger of losing his home, and the only forest in your town, the magical Field of Dreams?

3. Driving you crazy?!?! (But in a best-friend type of way . . . )

Now you have an idea of what Willie Ryan's life is like in the third and final installment of the hilarious Dodger and Me series. Only this time, Dodger's gone and peeved a band of leprechauns; Willie's sister, Amy, is missing; and class bully James Beeks's dad wants to build a housing development in the Field of Dreams. It just might take an oversize blue chimp--who may or may not be imaginary--and his two fifth-grade friends, Willie and Lizzie, to step up as environmental activists and save the woods (and still get their homework done).

Editorial Reviews

Booklist on Dodger for President
The outlandish tone should please Dodger's fans.
Booklist on Dodger and Me
The humor will draw kids, including Dodger's off-the-wall dialogue and the outlandish predicaments that result when he decides to 'help.'
Children's Literature - Leona Illig
This is the third and final book in the "Dodger and Me" series. Willie Ryan is in fifth grade, and he has a problem. Nasty politicians and land developers want to cut down the neighborhood forest (known as the "Field of Dreams") and build an ugly housing and shopping development. Willie has to find a way to stop them, not only to save the forest but also the home of his imaginary friend, a blue chimpanzee named Dodger. Along the way he has to defeat his enemies on the student council, avoid his little sister Amy, team up with his friend Lizzie for a series of high-risk adventures, and do battle with a band of leprechauns. In the end, however, Willie and his friends triumph as they learn a little more about themselves, the environment, and how to get along with others. This is a wacky, offbeat book that is funny, witty, and engaging. The kids' conversations are full of word plays and good-humored sarcasm. The episode describing the leprechauns' kidnapping of Amy is hilarious, and well worth the price of admission. Not all readers will understand the Dodger baseball references, but for those baseball fans who do, the book contains an additional layer of humor. Kids who have active imaginations, or enjoy humor, or like the Dodgers and baseball, are bound to like this book. The book is advertised as the last of the series, which is regrettable; these characters are likable and funny, and a welcome addition to children's literature. Reviewer: Leona Illig
School Library Journal
Gr 4–6—This is Sonnenblick's third and final book about fifth-grader Willie and his imaginary friend, Dodger, a blue chimpanzee. In this installment, Willie's dad, a self-help writer, has come up with a brilliant idea for his new book: he'll have each family member follow the advice from one of his previous books and document the results. Willie's assignment is Kid on a Quest: Be Your Own Hero. His opportunity comes when he, his friend Lizzie, and the student council join forces to prevent the woods next door to their school from being destroyed by developers. Of course, the problem is less straightforward than it seems; these are magical woods, containing Dodger's Field of Dreams, and before the quest is over, Willie's sister is kidnapped by leprechauns. But with a little magic and the help of his friends, Willie becomes a hero in his own right. In addition to plenty of humor, this fantasy offers realistic relationships and an environmental message. Give it to old fans and be prepared to help newcomers locate the first two books in the series.—Laurie Slagenwhite Walters, Baldwin Public Library, Birmingham, MI
From the Publisher
Praise for Dodger for President:

“The outlandish tone should please Dodger’s fans.” —Booklist

“Dodger’s silly sense of humor is entertaining, and the situations in which Willie finds himself will have any reader laughing out loud. Willie’s awkward affection for his friend Lizzie is a sweet aside to the story. Reluctant readers will find themselves cheering on Willie and wanting to read more in the series.” —VOYA

Praise for Dodger and Me:

A Book Sense Selection

“A magical tale of affection, family, and a boy’s imaginative (‘imaginary’ doesn’t do it justice) friendship with an inspired, demented blue chimpanzee…” —Kirkus Reviews

“The humor will draw kids, including Dodger’s off-the-wall dialogue and the outlandish predicaments that result when he decides to ‘help.’” —Booklist

Booklist

About Dodger and Me: The humor will draw kids, including Dodger's off-the-wall dialogue and the outlandish predicaments that result when he decides to 'help.'

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780312377953
Publisher:
Feiwel & Friends
Publication date:
05/25/2010
Series:
Dodger and Me Series, #3
Pages:
176
Product dimensions:
5.70(w) x 8.30(h) x 0.90(d)
Lexile:
750L (what's this?)
Age Range:
8 - 12 Years

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Dodger for Sale


By Sonnenblick, Jordan

Feiwel & Friends

Copyright © 2010 Sonnenblick, Jordan
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780312377953

CHAPTER ONE
Whoopsie!
I’M STANDING AT THE TOP of a cliff. Well, ac­cording to the hand-lettered sign at the edge, it’s technically a ski slope. But it looks pretty darn cliff-like to me. I have a snowboard attached to my feet, about a hundred pounds of hot, sweaty cloth­ing on my body, and a pair of goggles strapped on over my glasses so I can’t really see where the heck I’m going.
And there’s a hyperactive blue chimp standing next to me. Despite the cold, he’s sporting nothing but a pair of bright orange surf shorts and a black eye patch. And he’s pretty excited. “Dude,” he exclaims, “you OWN this slope! This is going to be so great!
Just remember, you’ve gotta BE the board. That’s all you need to know—just BE the board. Oh, and don’t fall and die. Because that would, like, totally ruin the plan.”
I smile weakly at him. “The plan?” I ask.
“You know, bud. The plan. Step One: Totally carve up the top part of this slope. Step Two: Con­quer the giant slalom course in the middle of the slope. Step Three . . .  um . . .  I told you about Step Three, right?”
“Is that the part where I get carried away on a stretcher?”
“No,Willie, that’s Step Four. Just kiddin’! Actu­ally, Step Three is the ski jump.”
“SKI JUMP??? Dodger, you never told me there would be a ski jump! Are you crazy? I’ve never even tried snowboarding before, and now you expect me to go off of some gigantic ramp?”
“Dude, calm down. It’s no biggie, okay? Every­thing’s taken care of. See, we, um, .xed your board.”
“What do you mean, you . xed my board? And who’s ‘we’?”
“The board is just a regular, ordinary snow­board, except the bottom has been painted with some—well, some special stuff. And never mind the
‘we’ thing.”
“Special stuff? What kind of special stuff?”
Dodger gave me one of his patented one-eyed winks and said, “I came up with the formula my­self . . .  mostly. It’s the same stuff that’s on the bot­tom of the Magic Carpet of Khartoum. It should give you a little extra lift. At least, I’m pretty sure.”
Oh, boy. The Magic Carpet of Khartoum is an actual, real-life .ying carpet. And it’s not very easy to control—trust me. So I can only imagine the kind of massive damage I can do when I try to combine .ying with snowboarding. “Dodger,” I say, “this is insane! Can you tell me again why I’m doing it?”
Dodger puts his hands on his hips and glares at me in exasperation. “Dude, do you want to save your little sister from the leprechauns or don’t you?”
My life gets really complicated sometimes. This is one of those times. “Of course I want to save Amy! I just don’t understand why we can’t walk over to their . eld and ask them to give her back.”
“Because that’s exactly what they’ll be expect­ing! Duh, do I have to think of everything around here?”
“Okay, I can see why we have to take the lepre­chauns by surprise. But why do I need to do the slalom course and everything?”
“ ’Cause, dude, it’s cool! You never need a reason to be cool! Now, let’s go over this one more time: Do you have your goggles?”
“Um, yeah. You’re looking at me wearing them, aren’t you?”
“Dude, you’re just supposed to say, ‘Check!’ ”
“Why?”
“’Cause it sounds awesome! Now, let’s try again—we’re running out of time! Goggles?”
“Check.”
“Gloves?”
“Check.”
“Map?”
“What map?”
“Oh, oops. Well, never mind that now. Alrighty, then—we’d better get moving! Any last questions?”
“Yeah! Where’s Lizzie?” Lizzie is my best friend. She’s also the only other person I know who can see Dodger. He’s totally invisible to everyone else.
Long story.
“Don’t worry. She’ll be there when it all goes down.”
“When what all goes down?”
Just then something started beeping really, re­ally loudly. I looked around, but the noise seemed to be coming from the side of Dodger’s shorts. He reached into his pocket and pulled out something that looked like a cross between a cell phone, a GPS device, and a banana. Sure enough, it was the source of the beeps. It was also blinking bright orange once every few seconds. “Holy cow!” Dodger said. “Team Alpha is already in position!  We’ve got to boogie!”
“We?”
“Yeah, we! You didn’t think I was going to let you have all this fun by yourself, did you?”
“But . . .  but . . .  you don’t have a snowboard!”
“Whoopsie. I knew I was forgetting something.”
“Wait, so what are we going to do now?”
Dodger took maybe ten steps backward up the hill and said, “We are going to . y!” Then he charged toward me, leaped in the air, and landed on the board so his feet were right next to mine and his arms were around my waist. We started zooming down the hill. That was when it occurred to me that I wasn’t wear­ing a helmet.
“Cowabunga!” Dodger shouted in my ear. Then he laughed.

Excerpted from Dodger for Sale by Jordan Sonnenblick.
Copyright © 2010 by Jordan Sonnenblick.
Published in 2010 by Feiwel and Friends.
All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.


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