Judy Moody, Girl Detective (Judy Moody Series #9)

Judy Moody, Girl Detective (Judy Moody Series #9)

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by Megan McDonald, Peter H. Reynolds
     
 

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The ninth installment in the popular and best-selling series starring Judy Moody. Judy Moody is in a mood. A sleuthing, Nancy Drew kind of mood. So what's a WBMS (world's best mystery solver) to do? Go find a mystery, that's what! And she doesn't have to snoop for long: when Mr. Chips, a beloved crime-dog-in-training, goes missing, Judy Drewdy and her chums, agents… See more details below

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The ninth installment in the popular and best-selling series starring Judy Moody. Judy Moody is in a mood. A sleuthing, Nancy Drew kind of mood. So what's a WBMS (world's best mystery solver) to do? Go find a mystery, that's what! And she doesn't have to snoop for long: when Mr. Chips, a beloved crime-dog-in-training, goes missing, Judy Drewdy and her chums, agents Dills Pickle (Frank), Spuds Houdini (Rocky), and James Madagascar (Stink) find themselves smack-dab in the middle of a reallife, scare-your-pants-off whodunit. Was Mr. Chips stolen by dirty dognappers? And why are chocolate-chip cookies disappearing all over town? Watch out for red herrings-along with clever references to classic Nancy Drew mysteries-as Eagle Eye Moody and company are hot on the case!

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
These books...are likely to improve the reader's mood by a good bit.
—Washington Post
Children's Literature - Margaret Orto
Judy Moody is working her way through all fifty-six classic Nancy Drew mysteries and she is ready to try some sleuthing of her own. Judy, aka Agent Liz Inkwell, Judy Drewdy, or the World's Best Mystery Solver (WBMS) easily cracks the cases of the missing candy and the stolen glasses. With two mysteries under her belt, she is ready to move on to the big time. A real life honest-to-goodness case presents itself when Mr. Chips, the police dog, goes missing. Judy is soon on the trail along with her "chums" Agent James Madagascar, (her younger brother Stink), Agent Dills Pickle, (her friend Frank) and Agent Spuds Houdini (her friend Rocky). The mysteries Judy comes across bear a striking resemblance to those of Nancy Drew as she is fond of pointing out. Nancy Drewisms abound and fans of the famous sleuth will delight in identifying them. However, readers less familiar with Nancy Drew need not worry. Judy explains it all to Stink and everyone is let in on the joke. Regardless of your familiarity, this ninth book in the "Judy Moody" series is a hilarious romp into the world of sleuthing for the chapter book set with the inimitable Judy as the guide. As always, Reynolds' illustrations entertain throughout. Reviewer: Margaret Orto
School Library Journal
Gr1–3—Judy Moody has been reading too many Nancy Drew novels. She is looking for a mystery to solve when Officer Kopp visits the school with his police dog. When the dog goes missing a few days later, Judy pulls together her brother and friends to form a detective club and save the day. Judy is an endearing mix of precocious and familiar with just the right amount of exaggeration. The same could be said of the story. Watercolor-and-ink drawings break up the text.—Amelia Jenkins, Juneau Public Library, AK

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780763652081
Publisher:
Candlewick Press
Publication date:
08/24/2010
Series:
Judy Moody Series , #9
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Sales rank:
108,482
Lexile:
570L (what's this?)
File size:
20 MB
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This product may take a few minutes to download.
Age Range:
6 - 9 Years

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"It was a dark and stormy night. Rain slashed the window. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed. Spooky shadows like giant teeth danced across the walls.

Tick-tock, tick-tock went the old clock, thumping like a scary heartbeat. Quiet as a ghost, she climbed the dark, dark stairs. In her bare feet, she tiptoed down the dark, dark hallway to the dark, dark door. She tapped one, two, three times, signaling in Morse code. Just then, the door creaked open.

KNOCK-KNOCK."

"AAHHH!" screamed Judy from under the covers of her top bunk bed. She let go of the Mood Libs tablet she'd been writing in. It sailed through the air, bonking Stink on the noggin.

"Ouch!" yelled Stink, rubbing his head. "Watch the brains! You're gonna give me an egg on my head."

"You already are an egghead, Stink," Judy teased.

"Well, you didn't have to throw the book at me."

"At least it wasn't the encyclopedia. That's what you get for scaring the pants off me while I was writing a spooky Mood Libs story."

"Why are you under the covers? It's the middle of the day."

"Nancy Drew says a person should never be afraid of the dark. So I was practicing."

"Why do you have a flashlight?"

"A good detective always keeps a flashlight under her pillow."

"Does Nancy Drew do that?"

"Hel-lo! Haven't you read THE MESSAGE IN THE HOLLOW OAK?"

"I'm not a Nancy Drew cuckoo-head like some people!"

"Can I help it if I'm trying to read all fifty-six original Nancy Drew classics?"

Stink waved the Mood Libs book at her. "Does Nancy Drew throw stuff at her brother, too?"

"Nancy Drew doesn't have a brother. But if she did, I'm sure she'd throw stuff if he scared the jeepers out of her."

"Jeepers?"

"That's Nancy Drew talk, Stink. Get a clue."

"Do Nancy Drew mysteries have any stuff that blows up? Good mysteries have stuff that blows up. Like boats or cakes or maybe exploding motorcycles?"

"No, Stink. Nancy Drew mysteries have old clocks and hidden diaries and squeaky steps and stuff."

"Oh," said Stink. He did not sound one teeny bit scared. He sounded a teeny bit bored.

"But Nancy Drew mysteries do have stuff like exploding oranges and flaming rockets and spooky old mansions. Lots of mansions. And they are all haunted, and one time Nancy Drew almost gets crushed when the ceiling falls on her. Another time she's chased by a phantom horse. She even gets strangled by a giant python. No lie."

"Exploding pythons are cool," said Stink, getting mixed up. "Can I look at one of your Nancy Drews?"

"Over there." Judy pointed to a pile of stuff on her desk. "Under my sock monkey."

Stink lifted up the sock monkey. "Under your sock monkey is a pillow."

"Under the pillow," Judy told him. Stink lifted the pillow.

"Under your pillow is nothing but a big fat dictionary."

"Under the dictionary."

Stink lifted up the dictionary. "It's a mystery just trying to find your Nancy Drew book." Under the dictionary was Nancy Drew book #43: THE MYSTERY OF THE 99 STEPS. "Why's it under all this stuff?"

"Well, um . . . don't laugh, but-"

"Ha! Ju-dy is scare-dy!" Stink chimed. "You hid it under here because it's scary. You're scared of a Nancy Drew nightmare!"

"Can I help it if I have an overachieving imagination?" asked Judy. "I double-dare you to read it. In the dark."

Stink shivered.

"See, Nancy's friend has this weird dream about these creepy ninety-nine steps, so Nancy goes to France to try to find them and solve the mystery of her friend's dream. It's spine-chilling. Says so right on the back. Books don't lie, Stink."

"Maybe you'll have a bad dream from reading the book. Then I can go to France to solve the mystery of your bad dream. . .and see the Eiffel Tower."

"The Eiffel Tower is so beside the point, Stink. But you just gave me a genius idea. I'm going to solve a mystery. A real-life, Nancy-Drew, scare-your-pants-off mystery. For sure and absolute positive."

"What's the mystery?"

"I don't know yet. I have to find one first."

"Do you have to go to France to find it?"

"Stink, you don't have to leave the country to find a mystery. There could be one right in your own backyard."

Stink looked out the window into the yard. "All I see out there is your purple jump rope, a pink-and-white soccer ball, your bike with the flat tire, and the blue tent we use for the Toad Pee Club. The only mystery is why Mom and Dad don't make you pick up your stuff."

"Ha, ha. Very funny. A mystery is out there, Stink. Maybe not in the backyard exactly. But it could be right under our noses. All we have to do is pay attention."

Just like that, she, Judy Moody, went looking for a mystery.

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