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Piper Reed and her fellow Gypsy Club members are in need of a clubhouse. Raising money to buy one proves a challenge. Piper, being the resourceful fifth grader that she is, launches her own party-planning business and gets her first job throwing young Brady’s birthday celebration. But things don’t go as expected on the day of the big event. Fortunately for Piper, her friends and family come to her rescue!

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Overview

Piper Reed and her fellow Gypsy Club members are in need of a clubhouse. Raising money to buy one proves a challenge. Piper, being the resourceful fifth grader that she is, launches her own party-planning business and gets her first job throwing young Brady’s birthday celebration. But things don’t go as expected on the day of the big event. Fortunately for Piper, her friends and family come to her rescue!

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Editorial Reviews

Children's Literature - Susan Treadway M.Ed
Fifth-graders have a blend of capabilities in terms of their cognitive, emotional, physical and spiritual development. There is often a mix of concrete thought with seemingly boundless imaginations into new territory, moving from the literal to more abstract explorations and understandings. Growing up in this pre-puberty stage is uncertain enough for boys and girls, but there is none of that sizzle in this story. Ten-year-old Piper Reed is a strong female who has amazing foresight as various circumstances converge by the end of the book. Leading up to a grand conclusion, for instance, is that she is not deterred by finding out on the first day of school that she has the very same teacher and classroom as last year. Quite unfortunately, her fifth grade room is still in the fourth grade hall. Also, she does not retreat when big sister, Tori, intimidates or taunts at the worst moments, nor does she flinch when doing the same towards her younger sister, Sam. Piper even takes dyslexia in stride. Due to a scheduling change from the previous year, thirty minutes was all it took for her to miss out on choosing the historical figure she wanted for a huge biography project. Researching Cyrus McCormick took much more digging in the school library than Amelia Earhart. Nonetheless, the over-riding concern on Piper's mind is locating clients for the Piper Reed Birthday Party Planners as a fund raiser for her friends' new clubhouse. The Gypsy Club members agree to buy one by pooling their resources. No matter that the cost of a house in a magazine ad is actually outrageous; they could still find a way according to Piper. Meanwhile, people and events bring obstacles that she meets head on in pursuitof the main goal. Perhaps being a Navy brat (like the author) strengthens character and generates an entrepreneurial spirit. On the other hand, Piper scrambles to complete the biography project just like other busy students, one of her best friends has colorful braces, gender roles among friends switch around so that a three-year-old's birthday party is delivered, and Piper ultimately recognizes she cannot be a successful leader by operating alone. Given her numerous responsibilities, there are indeed disappointments along with towing the line. Surprisingly, the expression "Get off the bus!" is happily exclaimed several times as Piper continues to persevere and be hopeful no matter what. The Gypsy Club is on the job with determined teamwork as her family gladly pitches in. This is a quick read, but is infused with meaningful themes which certainly highlight positive lessons and role models. More about Piper can be found in other delightful books by the same author. Reviewer: Susan Treadway, M.Ed
School Library Journal
Gr 3–5—Piper Reed is back and is as charming as ever. This time, the spunky Navy brat is determined to earn enough money to purchase a clubhouse for her Gypsy Club. Unfortunately, being a birthday-party planner isn't as easy as she anticipated. Soon the fifth grader finds herself in over her head and still without any money. Can she pull it together in time to find a meeting place for the club members, or will they forever be stuck without a home? Occasional black-and-white line drawings capture the girls' expressions and antics. This book is a good addition to the series and is also a natural for fans of Clementine or Judy Moody, as well as readers ready to step beyond Junie B. Jones.—Elizabeth Swistock, Jefferson Madison Regional Library, Charlottesville, VA
Kirkus Reviews
To earn money for a clubhouse where she and her friends can meet outside her crowded home, fifth grader Piper Reed sets herself up as a party planner, substitutes for her babysitting older sister and illustrates her younger sister's book. Not surprisingly, it doesn't turn out the way she imagines. Fans of the series will recognize Piper's family and friends, but new readers can just as easily begin with this third volume. They will recognize her disappointment when the school year begins and she finds herself in the same old classroom, sympathize with her frustration when the only person left for the important biography report is Cyrus McCormick (someone even the librarian has never heard of) and admire the way she almost manages to juggle all her looming deadlines. Although the siblings have the usual disagreements, this is a warm and supportive Navy family, and Piper's friends, the Gypsy Club, work well together. This is another successful entry in what has become a solid chapter-book series. (Fiction. 8-10)
From the Publisher
“This book is a good addition to the series and is also a natural for fans of Clementine or Judy Moody, as well as readers ready to step beyond Junie B. Jones.”—School Library Journal

“Here, as in the other chapter books in the Piper Reed series, Holt balances serious moments with wit and creates a convincingly childlike sensibility throughout most of the episodic story. Appearing on most double-page spreads, Davenier’s lively drawings help bring the characters to life.”—Booklist

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780805081992
  • Publisher: Henry Holt and Co. (BYR)
  • Publication date: 8/18/2009
  • Series: Piper Reed Series
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 160
  • Sales rank: 457,334
  • Age range: 8 - 11 Years
  • Lexile: 590L (what's this?)
  • Product dimensions: 5.54 (w) x 7.44 (h) x 0.74 (d)

Meet the Author

Kimberly Willis Holt is the author of Piper Reed, the Great Gypsy; Piper Reed, Navy Brat; and several award-winning novels, including Part of Me; Keeper of the Night; My Louisiana Sky; and When Zachary Beaver Came to Town, which received the National Book Award for Young People’s Literature. Look for many of these titles on audio from Listening Library. A former Navy brat herself, Ms. Holt lived all over the world as a child, and now resides in West Texas with her family. To learn more about Kimberly, visit her website at www.kimberlywillisholt.com
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Piper Reed, Party Planner

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FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
Beep, beep. Six thirty. I turned off the alarm, threw off my covers, and popped out of bed. My insides did flip-flops. There was something exciting about the first day of school. Especially when it was everybody's first day of school. Not like last year, when we moved to Pensacola in October and I was the only new kid in class. This year, the first day of school meant new notebooks, new pencils, new shoes, new teacher, and a new seat at the back of the class. Everything would be new except for me.
I wondered if Mr. Clark would be my teacher this year. He gave out treat coupons when students got the correct answers. Or maybe I'd be assigned to Mrs. Lindsey. She designed the butterfly garden outside the fifth-grade wing. Her students got extra time outside to take care of the garden.
Instead of sitting in the front of the class like my teacher, Ms. Gordon, made me do last year, I planned to pick a seat at the back near the window. That way I could watch butterflies dart around the salvia in the garden. It was going to be a get-off-the-bus kind of year.
Then I walked inside the school and everything changed. The school secretary grinned at me from behind the registration table.
"Good morning, Piper Reed! How was your summer?"
"How did you know my name?" I asked her. There were hundreds of kids at our school.
"Piper Reed, everyone knows your name. You're famous at Blue Angels Elementary School." She handed me a piece of paper. "Here's your room assignment."
Room 308.
"There must be a mistake--308 was my room last year," I said.
She shook her head. "There's no mistake. We have more fifth-graders this year, so we had to put one class in the fourth-grade hall."
Getting room 308, again, meant I'd have to change my plans. I wouldn't be able to see the butterfly garden. Then I remembered the tree outside the window. Instead of watching butterflies, I'd watch squirrels and birds.
On the way to class, I ran into Michael and Nicole. Michael didn't look happy either. "Room 308 again. Boring!"
"I'm in room 405," said Nicole as she headed toward the real fifth-grade hall.
Michael and I walked into 308 together. It even smelled the same--old paste mixed with stinky sneakers. We rushed to the back of the room and chose seats in the row nearest thewindow. Outside, a cardinal landed on a branch of the huge tree. Watching birds wasn't like watching butterflies, but it was better than the blackboard.
A moment later, Ms. Gordon walked in. How could a teacher forget it was the first day of school? Maybe she forgot something in her old desk drawer.
"Sorry, Michael and Piper," she said, "but that's not going to work. You two need to take your former seats, where I can keep an eye on you."
I stayed seated. "Ms. Gordon, this is a fifth-grade class now."
Just then, Hailey entered the classroom, followed by show-off-know-it-all Kami.
"Hi, Ms. Gordon," Kami said, prancing to the same seat where she sat last year. "I'm so glad you're our teacher again."
I picked up my new notebooks and newpencil case and walked to my old desk. The first day of school loses all its specialness when you get last year's teacher and have to sit in your same old seat in the same old classroom.
 

That first week dragged like an ant climbing Mount Everest. We reviewed fractions, learned how to write in different tenses, and studied our vocabulary lists. It was exactly like last year, only Nicole wasn't there. Lucky Nicole got Mrs. Lindsey and had already started working in the butterfly garden.
"We planted purple coneflowers today," she told me. "They attract the Viceroy butterfly."
Finally Saturday arrived. The Gypsy Club was due at my house any minute. Paint fumes filled the living room. Mom was busy painting the backdrop for my big sister, Tori's, middle school play. Her drama coach asked Mom to create it since she was the art teacher at the elementaryschool. She'd set up a makeshift table out of plywood and two sawhorses. It ran the entire length of the living room, leaving no space for the Gypsy Club. We'd have to find a new place to meet.
Last year, when I was in fourth grade, Mom substituted for our art teacher who was on maternity leave. Now Mrs. Kimmel wanted to stay home with her baby. So Mom got to be the art teacher officially. At first I thought it would be cool having Mom as a teacher, but I soon learned there weren't any benefits. She never said my art projects were the best, even if they were.
My little sister, Sam, was probably the only one who got special treatment because she was six and the baby of the family. My parents thought everything Sam did was spectacular. They practically broke into applause whenever she remembered to feed her goldfish, Peaches the Second.
While I tried to figure out where to hold the meeting, the doorbell rang. I answered the door and found the other three Gypsy Club members--Michael, Nicole, and Hailey.
"Follow me," I told them. We had no choice but to go to my room--the room I shared with Sam. This afternoon, she'd posted a sign on the door that read QUIET! WRITER AT WORK!
Inside the room, Sam sat cross-legged on the bed with a thick tablet on her lap. She was probably writing another princess story. That's what spelling bee prodigies do in their spare time. They weren't like normal six-year-old kids who ride bikes and play hide-and-seek. Spelling bee prodigies read and write for fun. Tori wasn't a prodigy, but she liked reading and writing, too. Chief said someone had to break the mold. I guess I was the mold breaker because I hated to read and write.
When we entered the room, Sam frowned. "Hey! I'm busy writing."
Hailey plopped on to Sam's bed.
"I have to have my Gypsy Club meeting here," I told her. "Mom's backdrop is swallowing the living room."
"Well," said Sam, "if you're going to have the meeting here, then I get to be in the Gypsy Club." She was always trying to weasel her way in.
"No way," I told her. "Besides it's my room, too."
Sam glared at Hailey and Nicole. "Then Gypsy Club members aren't allowed on my side of the room."
Hailey bounced up from Sam's bed and switched to mine. But Nicole stayed seated. "I love stories," she told Sam. "What is yours about?"
Sam smiled, probably thrilled to have an admirer. "A princess."
"Nicole," I said, "come over on my side. We need to start the meeting."
Nicole slowly inched over the invisible line that now divided our room.
I stood at attention. "Everyone stand so that we can say the Gypsy Club creed."
Together we recited the words that began each meeting. The creed reminded us that we were Navy brats, moving every couple of years or sometimes sooner.
"We are the Gypsies of land and sea. We--"
In a loud voice, Sam said, "Once upon a time ..."
We ignored her, raising our voices. "We travel from port to port--"
Sam continued, " ... there lived a beautiful princess in a beautiful castle who had to share a room with her mean, ugly sister."
Nicole stopped and turned toward Sam, but the rest of us kept reciting. "And everywhere we go, we let people know--"
Sam shouted, "Everyone loved the beautiful princess, but no one liked the mean, ugly sister who wouldn't let the beautiful princess be in her club." She stretched out on her stomach.
"Okay," I said, "let's get out of here."
"Great idea!" said Michael.
"Stupendous idea!" said Hailey.
"But I want to hear the rest of Sam's story," said Nicole, looking longingly toward Sam.
Sam stared up from her page. "You can stay."
I grabbed Nicole's hand and led the Gypsy Club out of my room and into Tori's. We'd be safe there since Tori went with her friends to the base movie. At least I thought we'd be safe until the lumpy tower of clothes in the corner started to move toward us.
Hailey gasped.
"What's that?" Nicole yelled.
We froze, waiting for a giant rat to emerge from the pile. Instead our dog, Bruna, popped out from under the blue jeans, T-shirts, and shorts.
"Oh, it's just Bruna," Michael said, but I heard the relief in his voice.
Bruna wagged her tail and went over to each of us, waiting for a pat on the head.
We stepped over the shoes with pointy heels scattered on the floor until we got to a clear spot. Movie star posters covered her wall along with one that said EMILY DICKINSON IS COOL. A framed picture of Ronnie Cartwright was on her nightstand. He didn't give it to Tori. She'd found skateboard boy's image on a Web site and printed it out.
I cleared my throat. "Now as I was trying to say, Halloween is around the corner and--"
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Tori yelled from the doorway. The movie must have ended early. Her face was red.
Her eyes bulged. Her hands curled into fists at her sides.
Nicole took off. She rushed past Tori and down the hall. We heard her feet thump down the steps and the front door squeak open and slam shut.
As Hailey and Michael eased backward out of Tori's room, I tried to explain. "We had no choice."
Tori's hands flew to her hips. "There are always choices. And sneaking into my room is not one of them." She pointed toward the door.
A moment later, Hailey, Michael, and I joined Nicole outside. Nicole wrapped her arms around her body like a ball of tightly wound string. "Your sister is scary."
"Both of my sisters are scary," I said. "They're aliens from Jupiter."
I missed my tree house in San Diego where I could escape Tori and Sam. But after Chief gotassigned to NAS Pensacola, Florida, we moved into military housing. Now we lived in a small townhouse with a tiny yard and one puny tree. There was hardly enough room for Bruna to run around.
"We need another meeting place," Hailey muttered. "We could meet at our house, but I have a pesky little brother."
Michael dug in his pocket and pulled out a folded magazine picture. "I have an idea. I was going to show this later, but now is the perfect time."
We watched him slowly unfold the picture until it revealed a clubhouse with a window box and wood shingle roof.
"Get off the bus!" we hollered.
Just then thunder rumbled and a raindrop landed on the tip of my nose. A few seconds later, it began to sprinkle. Then, as if someone flipped a switch, the sprinkle turned into a downpour.
When we dashed inside the townhouse, I accidentally knocked over a can of paint next to the sawhorse. Periwinkle poured out onto the drop cloth, forming a puddle.
"Piper!" Mom yelled.
We needed that clubhouse quick.
PIPER REED, PARTY PLANNER. Text copyright © 2009 by Kimberly Willis Holt. Illustrations copyright © 2009 by Christine Davenier. All rights reserved. For information, address Square Fish, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, NY 10010.

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Discussion Questions

1. When Tori tries to convince her parents that Piper can take over her babysitting duties, she says that Piper is the most responsible person she knows. Was Piper responsible? Site examples of how Piper is both irresponsible and responsible. Were there other characters that showed responsibility? How?

2. Piper says, “When I let myself pretend, everything became possible.” What does she mean by that? How did she clear her head?

3. “It’s always the little details that do you in.” Try to remember the three instances when this expression was used and in what context. What does it mean? Do you agree with the statement?

4. Do you think Piper spread herself too thin? What could Piper have done differently? Do you think Tori could have done things differently, too?

5. Hailey yelled at Piper saying, “We did all the work while you got to be in charge.” Do you agree with Hailey? How do you think everyone felt when the birthday party got ruined? What would you have done differently?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 17, 2009

    fun

    My daughter has loved all of the Piper Reed books. This one was just as good as the last.

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