The Secret of the Indianby Lynne Reid Banks
In this sequel to The Indian in the Cupboard and The Return of the Indian, a terrible battle leaves many of Little Bear's warriors wounded. Omri must find medical help while protecting the secret of the magic cupboard. See more details below
In this sequel to The Indian in the Cupboard and The Return of the Indian, a terrible battle leaves many of Little Bear's warriors wounded. Omri must find medical help while protecting the secret of the magic cupboard.
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- Age Range:
- 9 - 12 Years
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When Omri's parents drove home from their party, his mother got out in front of the house while his father drove around the side to put the car away. The front-door key was on the same key ring with the car key, so his mother came up the steps and rang the bell. She expected the baby-sitter to answer.
There was a lengthy pause, and then the door opened, and there was Omri, with Patrick just behind him. The light was behind him too, so she didn't see him clearly at first.
"Good heavens, are you boys still up? You should have been in bed hours ag--"
Then she stopped. Her mouth fell open and her face drained of color.
"Omri! What--what--what's happened to your face?"
She could hardly speak properly, and that was when Omri realized that he wasn't going to get away with it so easily this time. This time he was either going to have to lie like mad or he was going to have to tell far more than he had ever intended about the Indian, the key, the cupboard, and all the rest of it.
He and Patrick had talked about it, frantically, before his parents returned.
"How are you going to explain the burn on your head?" Patrick asked.
"I don't know. That's the one thing I can't explain."
"No, it's not. What about all the little bullet holes and stuff in your parents' bedroom?"
Omri's face was furrowed, even though every time he frowned, it hurt his burn.
"Maybe they won't notice. They both need glasses. Do you think we should clear everything up in there?"
Patrick had said, "No, better leave it. After all, they've got to know about the burglars. Maybe in all the fuss about that, they won't noticeyour face and a few other things."
"How shall we explain how we got rid of them-the burglars, I mean?"
"We could just say we burst in through the bathroom and scared them away."
Omri had grinned lopsidedly. "That makes us out to be heroes."
"So what's so bad about that? Anyway it's better than telling about them. Patrick, who had once been quite keen to tell "about them, now realized perfectly clearly that this was about the worst thing that could happen.
"But where is the wretched baby-sitter? Why didn't sh come? How dare she not turn up when she promised?"
Omri's father was stamping up and down the living room in a fury. His mother, meanwhile, was holding Omri aroun the shoulders. He could feel her hand cold and shaking righ through his shirt. After her first shocked outburst whe she'd come home and seen him, she'd said very little. Hi father, on the other hand, couldn't seem to stop talking.
"You can't depend on anyone! Where the hell are th police? I called them hours ago!" (It was five minutes, in fact.) "One would think we lived on some remote island instead of in London, the biggest city in the world! You pa their salaries and when you need the police, they're never there, never!"
He paused in his pacing and gazed around wildly. Th boys had put the television back and there wasn't much disorder in this room. Upstairs, they knew, chaos and endles unanswerable questions waited.
"Tell me again what happened."
"There were burglars, Dad," Omri said patiently. (This part was safe enough. "Three of them. They came through that window--"
"How many times have I said we ought to have lock .fitted? Idiot that I am! -- for the sake of a few lousy poundsgo on, go on
"Well, I was asleep in here--"
"In the living room? Why?"
"I -- er -- I just was. And I woke up and saw them, but the didn't see me. So I nipped upstair's and --"
His father, desperate to hear the story, was still too agitated to listen to more than a sentence of it without interrupting.
"And where were you, Patrick?"
Patrick glanced at Omri for guidance. Omri shrugged very slightly with his eyebrows. He didn't know himself how much to say and what to keep quiet about.
"I was-in Omri's room. Asleep."
"All right, all right! Then what?"
"Er -- well, Omri came up, and woke me, and said there were burglars in the house, and that we ought to ... er--" He stopped.
"Well?" barked Omri's father impatiently.
"Well . . . stop them."
Omri's father turned back to Omri. "Stop them? Three grown men? How could you stop them? You should have locked your bedroom door and let them get on with it!"
... They were nicking our TV and stuff!"So what? Don't you know the sort of people they are? They could have hurt you seriously-"
"They did hurt him seriously!" interrupted Omri's mother in a shrill voice. "Look at him! Never mind the interrogation now, Lionel. I wish you"d go and phone Basia and find out why she didn't come, and let me take Omri upstairs and look after him."
So Omri's father returned to the hall to phone the babysitter while his mother led Omri upstairs. But when she switched the bathroom light on and looked at him properly, she let out a gasp.
"But that's a burn, Ornri! How-how did they do that to you?"
And Omri had to say, "They didn't do it, Mum. Not that. That was something else."
She stared at him in horror, and then controlled herself and said as calmly as she could, "All right, never mind now. just sit down on the edge of the bath and let me deal with it."
And while she was putting on the ointment with her cold, shaky hands, his father came stamping up the stairs to say there was no reply from their baby-sitter's number.
"How could she not come?" he stormed. "How could she leave you boys alone here? Of all the criminally irresponsible-wait till I get hold of her-"
"What about us?" asked Omri's mother very quietly, winding a bandage around Omri's head.
"Us. Going out to our party before she got here."
"Well -- well -- but we trusted her! Thought she was just a few minutes late-" But his voice petered out, and he stopped stamping about and went into their bedroom to take off his coat.
Omri heard the light being switched on, and he bit his lips in suspense.
"Am I hurting, darling?"
He had no time to shake his head before his father burst back in.
"What in God's sweet name has been going on in our bedroom?"
Patrick, who was hanging about in the doorway to the bathroom, exchanged a grim look with Omri.
"Well, Dad--that's-- that's where the battle-- I mean, that's where they were, when we-caught them."
Meet the Author
Lynne Reid Banks is the bestselling author of many popular books for children and adults. She lives in England.
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I enjoyed this book because it was a perfect mix of fantasy and realistic fiction. It was a well developed story as well. The book starts as Omri's parents return home. As they walk in they see their house was invaded. Omri and his best friend Patrick manage to get a vague explanation of what happened. Suddenly Patrick's cousin, Emma, comes to Omri's house the next day. Patrick then wants to be sent to Boone's time. Unfortunately, Emma discovers the Indian and the cupboard. Then Omri sees Boone, who was supposed to be with Patrick, is in Omri's house half dead! Meanwhile Patrick is in a desert in Texas and is as small as the plastic figures at Omri's house. He is brought to a saloon where he meets Boone's friend Ruby Lou. The next day Boone recovers but Omri must go to school. At an assembly, Omri must read his award winning story to the school. Afterward he is brought to the headmaster's office because the headmaster believes the story is true,'one day he saw Little Bear and Boone.' At that time, Patrick and Ruby Lou see a twister coming. At Omri's house, he is bombarded with questions. He goes to his room to bring back Patrick, but also brings back a cyclone from Texas that destroys Omri's room. After the twister leaves Omri is no longer getting question asked. Luckily, Patrick is brought back and the cupboard is safe. However, he doesn't find the key to the cupboard. Will he find it? I would recommend this book to any fantasy fans. This book is a great fantasy book. I would also recommend this book to anyone who enjoys books by Lynne Reid Banks.
The Secret of the Indian picks up where The Return of the Indian leaves off. Omri and Patrick find that they can transport themselves back in time and go to the dangerous nineteenth-century world of the cowboy Boone. In the process, they are forced to share their secret with Patrick's cousin Emma, and all of England is threatened by a disastrous cyclone that Patrick brings back from the old American West. These books are exciting reading, but as is true in so many cases the sequels are never quite as good as the original. In addition, there is a fair amount of bad language, with the word "God" fairly frequently used as an interjection, lots of euphemisms, and even an instance or so in each book of the "h" word used as an exclamation. There are also several references to drinking alcoholic beverages. Do children really need to be reading about that? Furthermore, the attitudes and actions of the children are sometimes less than exemplary. I would not discount these books entirely, but I think that parents do need to be aware of the possible objections. My preference would be to do these as read alouds so that the offending portions could be omitted.
I love reading and this book I read in 1 day. If you have ever read The Indian in the Cupboard, The Return of the Indian, The Mystery of the Cupboard, or The Keys to the Indian, you will enjoy this book! I love this book, and I think the plot is enjoyable. Once I picked up this book, I could not stop reading it! This series of books, are some of the best books I have ever read. You will be very glad that you bought this book! (If you bought it)
Howdy, pardner! Giddyup and enjoy this time-traveling, tornado-making, havoc-creating tale. Join in the 3rd adventure that Omri has with his magic key that turns plastic toys into real things. This book starts at the precise moment that "The Return of the Indian" left off. The excitement builds when more humans find out about Omri's secret and when new toys are brought to life. There sure is a lot of chaos going on! The only con in this book is the extra bit of language used by the speaking characters. Overall, I did enjoy the story.
The book was so nice bescause he is a toy so he should get wrapped up andand go ro a new place
Best book ever i have read all of em sucha good book
The indian wont come real in this book because of the house they live in. This book is fiction. My teacher told me to rite this.
This book is so cool. I want the FULL verson of it.
It reminds me of little bear from nick jr. Iburst into laughter when i heard that
Little bear really?
omg best book evrrr