A fun story that teaches not to judge by appearances and to learn that each person has an inner world full of creativity.
Guided Reading Level: O, Lexile Level: 1030L
About the Author
The award-winning author and illustrator Mónica Carretero was born in Madrid but now lives in Segovia. She is self-taught and her colourful and vivid illustrations have received international recognition and she is now a very succesful illustrator of children's picture books.
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Roly-Polies based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
((First off a few things before I get started. 1, I am sorry for how short the last one was. I think the lag was getting to me. 2, I am so sorry that this one is late.)) The world on the other side of the glass raced past, mush like my thoughts. I had to make some mistake, somewhere so that guy would know all about my little quest, right? It didnt make any sense! How could some kid in Colorado know that I, half way across the contry, was after what he stole? Who was this kid anyhow? I guess thats what hurt the most, that I didnt know any answers only the questions. I watched out the window searching for answers within me while Andrea, Hunter, and Sally talked. But soon their voices began to fade as I, exhausted from the effort of thinking all day, slipped into the realm of sleep. <p> The cold foggy air hit me like a blast. I was in the same place as my last dream, somewhere on the side of a mountain in Colorado. The cave from last time was to my left and a clif I hadnt seen befor lay to my right. Then my breath caught in my throught. Sitting, legs dangeling off the edge, was the boy from last time. "Come. Sit." He said without looking at me. My legs began to move. Even though it was a dream I began to freak. Did this boy have control of my actions as well as my dreams? Was I doing what he wanted and leading everyone towards their deaths? I was sitting next to him now and it seemed the fog was centering around him. "Annabelle, I have called you here to give you a piece of information you are lacking." He paused, giveing me the chance to wonder why he was helping me. "You are looking for one thing to fix that in which is in need of repair when you should be looking for two." The boy stoped speaking and looked at me, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. Then the dream faded and I was left with the lasting memory of that grin. (Next one in resault three.)
Great book for kids 4+