PAX

Edition

-

ISBN/ISSN

9788379660285

Collation

278p; bw

Series Title

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Call Number

F PEN p

Here in the Real World

Ware can’t wait to spend summer “off in his own world”—dreaming of knights in the Middle Ages and generally being left alone. But then his parents sign him up for dreaded Rec camp, where he must endure Meaningful Social Interaction and whatever activities so-called “normal” kids do. On his first day Ware meets Jolene, a tough, secretive girl planting a garden in the rubble of an …

Pax

Pax was only a kit when his family was killed and he was rescued by 'his boy', Peter. Now the country is at war and when his father enlists, Peter has no choice but to move in with his grandfather. Far worse than leaving home is the fact that he has to leave Pax behind. But before Peter spends even one night under his grandfather's roof he sneaks out into the night, determined to find his belov…

Clementine

SC Cilandak ( Abu-abu /Bridging Early ) This year I am in the gifted class for math. And here is the bad surprise, so far no gifts. I told Principal Rice about that problem when she got back from calming down Margaret's mother. "Clementine, what are you doing on the floor?" asked Principal Rice. "Helping you look for ceiling snakes" I reminded her. "Ceiling snakes? What ceiling snakes?" sh…

Clementine and the Spring Trip

Edition

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ISBN/ISSN

9781423124375

Collation

160p; ill; bw; pbk

Series Title

Clementine

Call Number

PEN

Clementine's Letter

Clementine can't believe her ears - her beloved teacher, Mr. D'Matz, might be leaving for the rest of the year to go on a research trip to Egypt! No other teacher has ever understood her implusiveness, her itch to draw constantly, or her need to play Beat the Clock when the day feels too long. And in his place, he's left a substitute with a whole new set of rules, which Clementine just can't fi…

The Talented Clementine

"We'll go through my talents alphabetically," said Margaret. She went to a shelf and pulled down her accordion. She looked at my hands and then she looked at the keys. She put the accordion back. "Fingerprints," she said.