When Joey decides to keep the giant box in which the new dishwasher arrives, he comes up with a very special use for itand does a mitzvah along the way.
About the Author
Deborah Lakritz has a master's degree in social work from the University of Minnesota. Her previous books include Say Hello, Lily (Kar-Ben). A mother of five, she lives in Milwaukee with her husband, children and pet fish, Sunny.
Mike Byrne grew up near Liverpool, U.K., and then moved to London to work as an illustrator by day and a crayon wielding crime fighter by night. He now lives with his wife and two cats in the countryside. He spends his days doodling and creating children's books fueled only by tea and cookies.
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Joey and the Giant Box
By Deborah Lakritz, Mike Byrne
Kar-Ben PublishingCopyright © 2015 Deborah Lakritz
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"Mommy, look in our driveway!" said Joey one morning, leaping over his rock collection.
"Don't trip over your marbles. Or your bottle caps. Or your race cars," she warned.
Outside, along truck vroomed To a stop in front of their garage. Down climbed two men in uniforms.
"Our new dishwasher is finally here," said Mommy. "Let's show them where it goes."
Joey skipped behind the delivery man as he wheeled an enormous box in side.
"That's the biggest box ever! Wait' til I tell my friends at school!"
Once the new dishwasher stood in place, Mommy turned to Joey.
"Help me carry this box down the driveway. There cycling truck comes tomorrow."
"Give it away?" Joey pleaded." Can't I please keep it?"
"Joey, where will you ever put this gigantic box?" she said, as he started dragging it upstairs to his bedroom.
"Next to my little dinosaurs. And my bouncy balls. And all of my dreidels."
So Joey and Mommy shoved the carton through the door and jammed it into his crowded room.
Joey loved his box! Some days, he stuffed it full of pillows and–ta da!–it became a fort.
Somedays, he wore his bicycle helmet and boots, and–poof!–it became a spaceship.
But everyday it filled up Joey's entireroom.
In the mornings, Joey Could barely squeeze Out of his room to come downstairs for breakfast.
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