Read or Download Adventure on Tugboat River (A GOOD NIGHT SLEEP TIGHT POPUP STORYBOOK) PDF
Similar children's books books
In 1978, ten-year-old Sylvia and her mom circulation to Wakeview, South Carolina, the place Sylvia turns into most sensible pals with a lady impending her a hundredth birthday.
This new 30 web page publication, hassle at Recess, was once written through eight 12 months previous Jamie. youngsters will relate to her difficulties at the playground and within the school room. essential for all little ones who stutter and others too!
Textual content and paintings painting over a hundred prehistoric reptiles of land, sea, and air, together with the reptiles that preceded the dinosaurs, the dinosaur giants of the Mesozoic period, and the big reptiles of the age of mammals.
- The Unhappy Giant: Level 3 (Macmillan Children's Readers (International))
- Twisters! (DK Readers Level 2)
- The Christmas Children
- Harry Potter e la camera dei segreti
Additional resources for Adventure on Tugboat River (A GOOD NIGHT SLEEP TIGHT POPUP STORYBOOK)
Serena chuckled and petted me on the head. “Well, I’m sure that’s what it felt like, Elijah. That’s the funny thing about Lullabeetle Silk. Folks will toss and turn in their sleep and get all tangled up in the stuff . . and you know how remedies can play tricks on the mind. ” I glanced over at the cot. Strands of silk jittered in the breeze. ” Serena leaned in close and dropped her voice to a whisper. “Clever people are prone to an excess of imagination. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’ve always been afraid of the dark myself.
Serena had said the scales should go away in a week or so, but it was hard not to worry. And why were they so infernally fixed on my chin, anyway? What had Agnes intended that powder to do? Anything could happen in this horrible nightmare place. Anything. I heard a motor start up. I peered out of the knothole next to my bed just as the Runabout lurched from its parking spot and sputtered across the barnyard. I groaned in despair. My aunts’ customers were finally headed home. Without me. Agnes had locked the shed door, spoiling my plan to sneak a ride in the girls’ truck.
I don’t like my eggs runny. ” “Chicken coop’s out back of the barn,” added Serena. She took her sister by the arm. “If you see any black eggs, just leave them be. ” Then they hurried up the hill and disappeared toward the house. 56 } ! 57 } As soon as they were out of sight, I stepped outside and sat on the stoop. Dragonflies buzzed over the cattails. A gassy smell wafted in over the marsh water. My head was reeling and my chest was heavy as a millstone. How had I ended up way out here in the middle of this swamp, trapped with these creepy aunts who I’d never even heard of until now?