<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519</id><updated>2011-06-28T17:33:08.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia Children's Book Award Nominees 2008-2009</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-8797318702880032948</id><published>2008-06-03T18:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:21:39.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Use the Georgia Children's Book Award Blog</title><content type='html'>Students, teachers, parents, and coaches who have read a book may comment on it. All comments are approved by the blog moderator before being published on the web. After a comment has been submitted, it may take up to 24 hours for the comment to be available on the blog. 

Comments should be substantial. You may talk about whether you liked or disliked the book, but please give some details to support your opinion. Was the book a genre (historical fiction, realistic, or fantasy) that you particularly like or dislike? Were the characters or plot unrealistic? How does this book compare with others by the same author? You may also comment on a previous comment. You may comment on a discussion question that has been posted. You may submit practice questions for the Helen Ruffin Reading Bowl. (Don't give the answers!) You may sign your comment with your first name only, or you may make up a name. You may include the name of your school. For your security, do not include any other information that could be used to identify you. No comment that belittles another commentator, uses inappropriate language, reveals personal information, or is off topic will be approved by the moderator. 

The books are listed in alphabetical order by title.  To make a comment on a book, click on the comment hypertext (by the pencil at bottom of the post). All comments will appear on the left, and you may compose your comment in the box at the right. When you finish writing, click on anonymous and then type in the letters provided (this helps prevent spam from appearing in the blog). Now click "Log in and Publish". Check back in a day or so and you will find your comment on the web!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-8797318702880032948?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8797318702880032948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=8797318702880032948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8797318702880032948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8797318702880032948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-use-georgia-childrens-book-award.html' title='How to Use the Georgia Children&apos;s Book Award Blog'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-4401027611667125724</id><published>2008-06-03T18:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:09:35.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Flight of Darius Frobisher - Bill Harley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEXBFfXHYoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o2KZXCojtNw/s1600-h/Amazing_Flight_Darius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEXBFfXHYoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o2KZXCojtNw/s320/Amazing_Flight_Darius.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207780844185805442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Life is an adventure for ten-year-old Darius Frobisher. His eccentric father Rudy sells insurance four days a week. The other three days he goes on exotic journeys. Then there is Darius's scatterbrained, much-loved babysitter Miss Hastings, who throws water balloons with him and makes delicious burned toast.

But when his father flies off in a hot air balloon and doesn't come back, Darius's happy, carefree life suddenly comes to an end. He is torn away from Miss Hastings and sent to live with his notoriously nasty Aunt Ida., where he has to sleep alone in a cold, damp basement. Most of his waking time is spent trying to dodge the teenage boy next door, who is home from military school and hungry to do horrible things to someone younger than himself.

Darius sees a ray of hope when he finds a rusty old bicycle in the basement and begins to repair it in secret. Could this be the first step toward a reunion with Miss Hasting? Then one day he is startled to see an old man with long flowing hair riding a bicycle across the sky! That gives Darius a strange and wonderful idea. Now he knows what he has to do to get away from his miserable life. (Peachtree Publishers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-4401027611667125724?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4401027611667125724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=4401027611667125724' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/4401027611667125724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/4401027611667125724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/amazing-flight-of-darius-frobisher-bill.html' title='The Amazing Flight of Darius Frobisher - Bill Harley'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEXBFfXHYoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o2KZXCojtNw/s72-c/Amazing_Flight_Darius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-7912372904437253885</id><published>2008-06-03T18:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:06:10.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood on the River: James Town 1607  - Elisa Carbone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEXAN7iXAkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/bFV6t3I06o4/s1600-h/Blood+on+the+River.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEXAN7iXAkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/bFV6t3I06o4/s320/Blood+on+the+River.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207779889676485186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Samuel Collier came from nothing. A street urchin, an orphan, and even a thief, he seems headed for a life in the alleys of London. So when he becomes the page of Captain John Smith and boards the ship the Susan Constant, bound for the New World, he can't believe his good fortune. He's heard that gold washes ashore with every tide. But beginning with the stormy journey and his first contact with the native people, he realizes that the New World is nothing like he had ever imagined.

The lush Virginia shore where they settle is both beautiful and forbidding, and it's hard to know who is friend or foe.

Based on the true story of the settlement of Jamestown, Blood on the River brings to life a significant time in American history.
(Viking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-7912372904437253885?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7912372904437253885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=7912372904437253885' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7912372904437253885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7912372904437253885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/blood-on-river-james-town-1607-elisa.html' title='Blood on the River: James Town 1607  - Elisa Carbone'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEXAN7iXAkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/bFV6t3I06o4/s72-c/Blood+on+the+River.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-6151101536686919567</id><published>2008-06-03T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:02:35.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Defiance - Valerie Hobbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW_Yw4E25I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jRuNaP1nbQA/s1600-h/defiance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW_Yw4E25I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jRuNaP1nbQA/s320/defiance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207778976281713554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Eleven-year-old Toby Steiner wants to do normal things on his vacation: he wants to hike and race his bike down the hill and learn to fish out on the lake. The last thing he wants is to return to the children’s hospital where his painful cancer treatment finally ended. When Toby starts spending time with Pearl, a spunky old woman who lives on a nearby farm, and Blossom, her broken-down cow, he sees all the more reason to keep the new lump on his side a secret from his parents. From Pearl he discovers the beauty of poetry, and from Blossom he just might uncover the meaning of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-6151101536686919567?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6151101536686919567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=6151101536686919567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/6151101536686919567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/6151101536686919567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/defiance-valerie-hobbs.html' title='Defiance - Valerie Hobbs'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW_Yw4E25I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jRuNaP1nbQA/s72-c/defiance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-4710496494723881740</id><published>2008-06-03T17:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:59:53.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Pass Go - Kirkpatrick Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW-zg01fGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/cLFmlqXmvN0/s1600-h/don%27tpass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW-zg01fGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/cLFmlqXmvN0/s320/don%27tpass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207778336317996130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Deet's world turns upside down when his father is arrested for drug use. It doesn't seem possible that kind, caring Dad could be a criminal! After all, he only took the pills to stay awake so he could work two jobs. Now what will happen? How will Deet be able to face his classmates? Where will they get money? And most importantly, will Dad be okay in prison?

Hurt, angry, and ashamed, Deet doesn't want to visit his father in jail. But when Mom goes back to work, Deet starts visiting Dad after school. It's frightening at first, but as he adjusts to the routine, Deet begins to see the prisoners as people with stories of their own, just like his dad. Deet soon realizes that prison isn't the terrifying place of movies and nightmares. In fact, Dad's imprisonment leads Deet to make a few surprising discoveries -- about his father, his friends, and himself.  (Simon &amp; Schuster)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-4710496494723881740?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4710496494723881740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=4710496494723881740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/4710496494723881740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/4710496494723881740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-not-pass-go-kirkpatrick-hill.html' title='Do Not Pass Go - Kirkpatrick Hill'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW-zg01fGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/cLFmlqXmvN0/s72-c/don%27tpass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-1119013858764940975</id><published>2008-06-03T17:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:57:21.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drita, My Homegirl - Jenny Lombard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW-OIQdbhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JSRsAv9yuH0/s1600-h/Drita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW-OIQdbhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JSRsAv9yuH0/s320/Drita.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207777694067813906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Drita and her family come to New York as refugees from war-torn Kosovo. Even though she barely speaks English, Drita can’t wait to start school and make a new best friend. But her new classmates don’t make it easy, teasing her about virtually everything.The worst is Maxie, a tough African-American girl whose sassy attitude hides a painful secret.

When Maxie takes things too far, their teacher assigns Maxie a paper on Drita and her journey to America from Kosovo. Suddenly, Maxie realizes she and Drita have more in common than she thought. And when Drita’s mother gets sick, there’s only one person who can help—Drita’s new homegirl. (Penguin Group)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-1119013858764940975?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1119013858764940975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=1119013858764940975' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/1119013858764940975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/1119013858764940975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/drita-my-homegirl-jenny-lombard.html' title='Drita, My Homegirl - Jenny Lombard'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW-OIQdbhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JSRsAv9yuH0/s72-c/Drita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-884208344284422971</id><published>2008-06-03T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:54:11.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Kid - Gail Gauthier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW9aB05tbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BymCfkrhRCk/s1600-h/happykid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW9aB05tbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BymCfkrhRCk/s320/happykid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776798988416434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
All cynical Kyle wants is to get through the seventh grade unnoticed, but a self-help book from his well-meaning mother changes all that. Magically, the book seems to know all about him. And it wants him to improve his life.

Not only is he friendless, mistakenly taking super-difficult accelerated courses, and infamous for allegedly being involved in a violent "incident" on the bus (a rep that has the school terror sticking to him like glue), one of the true A Kids wants to lure him into questioning whether his class cheated on their state exams. How could a book help anyone through this kind of misery?
(Penguin Group)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-884208344284422971?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/884208344284422971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=884208344284422971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/884208344284422971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/884208344284422971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-kid-gail-gauthier.html' title='Happy Kid - Gail Gauthier'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW9aB05tbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BymCfkrhRCk/s72-c/happykid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-8336503641580767017</id><published>2008-06-03T17:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:50:56.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat - Mike Lupica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW8r38iQfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XdvrqR-3PZc/s1600-h/Heat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW8r38iQfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XdvrqR-3PZc/s320/Heat.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776006062096882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Twelve-year-old Michael Arroyo lives in the shadows of Yankee Stadium, home of his heroes, but a place that might as well be on a different continent since he can’t afford to see the inside. He also lives in the shadows of his Bronx neighborhood, hiding from the bill collectors and the officials who would separate him from his seventeen-year-old brother if they knew the two boys were living on their own. Baseball is Michael’s only salvation, along with his dream of playing in the Little League World Series—until a rival accuses Michael of being older than the league limit. With no parents and a birth certificate that is stuck in his native Cuba, the shadows in Michael’s life grow darker. But that is when heroes emerge, and for Michael, heroes don’t come any bigger than the Yankees.  (Penguin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-8336503641580767017?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8336503641580767017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=8336503641580767017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8336503641580767017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8336503641580767017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/heat-mike-lupica.html' title='Heat - Mike Lupica'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW8r38iQfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XdvrqR-3PZc/s72-c/Heat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-617386081625052811</id><published>2008-06-03T17:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:47:55.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to the Blue Moon - Rebecca Rubb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW79FCGw4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xqw2Ayf7Ff8/s1600-h/Blue+Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW79FCGw4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xqw2Ayf7Ff8/s320/Blue+Moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207775202121270146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Choose time or lose time. The inscription on his grandfather's pocket watch has always confused Alex. But now that Alex has lost the heirloom, time is all he can think about -- time slipping through his fingers. That's when an encounter with a strange lady clues him in to the Blue Moon, a place where earthlings search for what they've lost. Soon Alex is in a rickety spaceship hurtling toward a topsy-turvy world of eccentric characters -- from Miss Mumsley, who lost her heart to a prospector, to a medieval scholar who lost his way while calculating pi. It's a perilous journey, plagued by Time Eaters, who suck up their prey's time. How will Alex ever find the watch -- and the sense of direction -- he's lost? From Rebecca Rupp comes a fast-paced fantasy honoring friendship and courage. (Candlewick)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-617386081625052811?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/617386081625052811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=617386081625052811' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/617386081625052811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/617386081625052811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/journey-to-blue-moon-rebecca-rubb.html' title='Journey to the Blue Moon - Rebecca Rubb'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEW79FCGw4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xqw2Ayf7Ff8/s72-c/Blue+Moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-7224944342389184155</id><published>2008-06-03T14:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:48:59.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters from Rapunzel - Sarah Lewis Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWR_5mTD0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/l8jJhUcZEj8/s1600-h/rapunzel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWR_5mTD0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/l8jJhUcZEj8/s320/rapunzel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207729071103086402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Once upon a time, there was a girl. Let's call her Rapunzel. A modern-day version. Abandoned. Alone. Waiting for her hair to grow and dreaming of a way to escape from her tower. She was trapped, you see. Not in the conventional fairy-tale way—this was the dreaded after-school Homework Club. A desolate place, where no gum could be chewed, and where Rapunzel sat day after day, cursing the evil spell that had been cast over her father. The doctors called it something else, but a true heroine can smell an evil spell a mile away. So when a mysterious letter addressed to P.O. Box #5667 falls into her hands, she knows she's found the pea under her mattress. But since when is finding happily ever after as simple as Just Writing Back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-7224944342389184155?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7224944342389184155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=7224944342389184155' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7224944342389184155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7224944342389184155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/letters-from-rapunzel-sarah-lewis.html' title='Letters from Rapunzel - Sarah Lewis Holmes'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWR_5mTD0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/l8jJhUcZEj8/s72-c/rapunzel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-7761946337185603424</id><published>2008-06-03T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:46:13.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lightning Thief - Rick Riordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWRbTDHg-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ORGFPevkReI/s1600-h/ligtning+thief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWRbTDHg-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ORGFPevkReI/s320/ligtning+thief.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207728442279691234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
What if the gods of Olympus were alive in the 21st Century? What if they still fell in love with mortals and had children who might become great heroes -- like Theseus, Jason and Hercules?

What if you were one of those children? 

Such is the discovery that launches twelve-year-old Percy Jackson on the most dangerous quest of his life. With the help of a satyr and a daughter of Athena, Percy must journey across the United States to catch a thief who has stolen the original weapon of mass destruction – Zeus’ master bolt. Along the way, he must face a host of mythological enemies determined to stop him. Most of all, he must come to terms with a father he has never known, and an Oracle that has warned him of betrayal by a friend.
(Miramax)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-7761946337185603424?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7761946337185603424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=7761946337185603424' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7761946337185603424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7761946337185603424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/lightning-thief-rick-riordan.html' title='The Lightning Thief - Rick Riordan'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWRbTDHg-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ORGFPevkReI/s72-c/ligtning+thief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-835152617944719085</id><published>2008-06-03T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:43:09.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peak - Roland Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWQlF5GzwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/w_eAi1eETzc/s1600-h/Peak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWQlF5GzwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/w_eAi1eETzc/s320/Peak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207727511035105026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After Peak Marcello is arrested for scaling a New York City skyscraper, he's left with two choices: wither away in Juvenile Detention or go live with his long-lost father, who runs a climbing company in Thailand. But Peak quickly learns that his father's renewed interest in him has strings attached. Big strings. He wants Peak to be the youngest person to reach the Everest summit--and his motives are selfish at best. Even so, for a climbing addict like Peak, tackling Everest is the challenge of a lifetime. But it's also one that could cost him his life.  (Harcourt)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-835152617944719085?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/835152617944719085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=835152617944719085' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/835152617944719085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/835152617944719085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/peak-roland-smith.html' title='Peak - Roland Smith'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWQlF5GzwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/w_eAi1eETzc/s72-c/Peak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-1583867084630104664</id><published>2008-06-03T14:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:40:24.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phineas L. MacGuire .. . Erupts! - Frances O'Roark Dowell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWQCday42I/AAAAAAAAAIw/QQzyNnXs7OQ/s1600-h/Phineas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWQCday42I/AAAAAAAAAIw/QQzyNnXs7OQ/s320/Phineas.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207726916054999906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
HERE'S WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT PHINEAS L. MACGUIRE, 
BOY-SCIENTIST EXTRAORDINAIRE, AKA MAC:
1. He's allergic to purple, telephone calls, and girls, and can prove it.

2. He's probably the world's expert on mold, including which has the highest stink potential.

3. He does not have a best friend. He does, however, have an un-best friend, who he does not -- repeat, not -- want to upgrade to best-friend status.

But disaster strikes when his teacher pairs Mac and his un-best friend together for the upcoming science fair. Worse, this un-best friend wants the project to be on dinosaurs, which is so third grade. Worse still, it seems as though everyone else in his class finds the un-best friend as unlikable as Mac does. But, being a boy-scientist, once Mac notices this, he just might have to do some investigating.  (Simon &amp; Schuster)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-1583867084630104664?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1583867084630104664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=1583867084630104664' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/1583867084630104664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/1583867084630104664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/phineas-l-macguire-erupts-frances.html' title='Phineas L. MacGuire .. . Erupts! - Frances O&apos;Roark Dowell'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWQCday42I/AAAAAAAAAIw/QQzyNnXs7OQ/s72-c/Phineas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-8125394603558699385</id><published>2008-06-03T14:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:35:20.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules - Cynthia Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWOyVbzfII/AAAAAAAAAIo/KKXus9FqwSQ/s1600-h/Rules.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWOyVbzfII/AAAAAAAAAIo/KKXus9FqwSQ/s320/Rules.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207725539522215042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Twelve-year-old Catherine just wants a normal life. Which is near impossible when you have a brother with autism and a family that revolves around his disability. She's spent years trying to teach David the rules-from "a peach is not a funny-looking apple" to "keep your pants on in public"-in order to stop his embarrassing behaviors. But the summer Catherine meets Jason, a paraplegic boy, and Kristi, the next-door friend she's always wished for, it's her own shocking behavior that turns everything upside down and forces her to ask: What is normal?   (Scholastic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-8125394603558699385?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8125394603558699385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=8125394603558699385' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8125394603558699385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8125394603558699385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/rules-cynthia-lord.html' title='Rules - Cynthia Lord'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWOyVbzfII/AAAAAAAAAIo/KKXus9FqwSQ/s72-c/Rules.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-1480067548937132346</id><published>2008-06-03T14:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:31:55.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Runaway Princess - Kate Coombs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWOCBjhYJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/xDcB-dV3j9w/s1600-h/Runaway+Princess.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWOCBjhYJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/xDcB-dV3j9w/s320/Runaway+Princess.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207724709552152722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
“A dragon darkens our dells. A witch haunts our woods. Bandits roam our moors” . . . King Stromgard swept on. “In the tradition of so many monarchs, I offer my daughter’s hand in marriage and half my kingdom to the prince who can rid us of these evils, restoring peace and prosperity to our realm.”
 
And so the contest in the Kingdom of Greeve begins. But Princess Margaret is not your traditional princess. Meg firmly objects to her parents’ giving her away, and she certainly has no intention of remaining in the tower where she is sequestered. Instead, she sets out to win the contest herself by enlisting the help of her good friend, her loyal maid, an eager guardsman, a young wizard, and a tenacious witch. Does Meg find her distinct place in the kingdom, or is she doomed to fulfill her royal duties?
 
Kate Coombs weaves a magical tale full of pesky princes, enchanted frogs, a beady-eyed scarf, and invisibility juice – a tale of wonder, but a story familiar to all who struggle to find their own place in the world.  (Macmillan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-1480067548937132346?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1480067548937132346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=1480067548937132346' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/1480067548937132346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/1480067548937132346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/runaway-princess-kate-coombs.html' title='The Runaway Princess - Kate Coombs'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SEWOCBjhYJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/xDcB-dV3j9w/s72-c/Runaway+Princess.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-7947034607524312431</id><published>2008-06-02T20:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:19:37.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shield of Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESOEaOc8BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pA0Z8ZFDex4/s1600-h/shield+of+stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESOEaOc8BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pA0Z8ZFDex4/s320/shield+of+stars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207443275557695506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Weasel fumbled the cloth aside. It was a shield, steel plate over dark wood, with rotting leather straps. It looked old, and battered, and real.

A former pickpocket, Weasel is the type of boy most people would avoid. Certainly, no one would ever trust him -- except for one man. Justice Holis took Weasel off the streets, gave him a home, a job as his clerk, and a key to his house. Weasel's new life may be a bit boring, but for the first time someone actually cares about him.

Now Justice Holis is the one in trouble. Arrested for treason, he will surely hang unless someone saves him -- and that someone can only be Weasel. But what can one boy do? Not much without help.

So with a mysterious girl named Arisa by his side, Weasel goes in search of the Falcon, the most dangerous bandit in Deorthas, but also the one person who would be able -- and possibly willing -- to stage a prison break.

But Weasel's fate changes when he stumbles upon a shield. Could this be the one said to have been lost for centuries, the one that bestows power on whoever holds it? If so, Weasel, once a lowly pickpocket, could be the most powerful person in the land.

(Simon &amp; Schuster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-7947034607524312431?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7947034607524312431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=7947034607524312431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7947034607524312431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/7947034607524312431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/shield-of-stars.html' title='Shield of Stars'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESOEaOc8BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pA0Z8ZFDex4/s72-c/shield+of+stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-3292914284012696048</id><published>2008-06-02T20:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:17:00.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So B. It - Sarah Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESNaaOc8AI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3g-bsoGL18s/s1600-h/so+b.+it.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESNaaOc8AI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3g-bsoGL18s/s320/so+b.+it.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207442554003189762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
When she is an infant, Heidi and her mentally disabled mother arrive rain drenched at the doorstep of Bernadette, who suffers from agoraphobia. Throughout Heidi's childhood, Bernadette takes good care of Heidi and her mother, but eventually Heidi begins to question her past and the mysterious word her mother constantly repeats: "Soof." Each time Heidi asks Bernadette where she and Mama came from, Bernadette simply answers that the day they walked into her life was the best thing that ever happened to her. When Heidi finds an old camera and develops the film, she sees glimpses of her family's past in the pictures. Twelve-year-old Heidi then sets out on a cross-country bus trip to find answers to her many questions. What she discovers will not only change the way she lives, but forever change how she views life.  (HarperCollins)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-3292914284012696048?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3292914284012696048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=3292914284012696048' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/3292914284012696048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/3292914284012696048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-b-it-sarah-weeks.html' title='So B. It - Sarah Weeks'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESNaaOc8AI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3g-bsoGL18s/s72-c/so+b.+it.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-3053856569058222291</id><published>2008-06-02T20:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:13:40.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Jonas - Maurine Dahlberg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESMnaOc7_I/AAAAAAAAAII/3KWTtVDUSio/s1600-h/story_of_jonas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESMnaOc7_I/AAAAAAAAAII/3KWTtVDUSio/s320/story_of_jonas.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207441677829861362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Jonas has lived all of his thirteen years on a farm in Missouri, and even though he hears whispers about freedom, he thinks he’ll never try to escape. He knows what happens to slaves who attempt to run away. Besides, Master William has promised to make Jonas his personal manservant, and Jonas thinks fine suits and special privileges sound like a dream. But this dream is put on hold when, in 1859, Master William’s good-for-nothing son, Percy, decides to seek his fortune in the Kansas Territory gold fields, taking Jonas along as his cook and caretaker. Although Percy is a brutal master, Jonas is surprised to find that the other members of the wagon train don’t hold his views about slavery. Jonas even befriends a doctor’s daughter, who teaches him how to read. And with each word Jonas learns, he discovers that there are much bigger dreams a boy can have than being another man’s servant.
 
In this unforgettable novel, Maurine F. Dahlberg tells the story of a slave coming to understand his own worth. (Macmillan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-3053856569058222291?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3053856569058222291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=3053856569058222291' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/3053856569058222291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/3053856569058222291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/story-of-jonas-maurine-dahlberg.html' title='The Story of Jonas - Maurine Dahlberg'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESMnaOc7_I/AAAAAAAAAII/3KWTtVDUSio/s72-c/story_of_jonas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-422494234795821818</id><published>2008-06-02T20:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:10:10.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thing About Georgie - Lisa Graff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESL3KOc7-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/8kf4t-7iXos/s1600-h/Georgiejkt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESL3KOc7-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/8kf4t-7iXos/s320/Georgiejkt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207440848901173218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The thing about poodles is that Georgie Bishop hates to walk them.

The thing about Jeanie the Meanie is that she would rather write on her shoe than help Georgie with their Abraham Lincoln project.

The thing about Georgie's mom is that she's having a baby—a baby who will probably be taller than Georgie very, very soon.

The thing about Georgie . . . well, what is the thing about Georgie?  (Harper Collins)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-422494234795821818?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/422494234795821818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=422494234795821818' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/422494234795821818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/422494234795821818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/thing-about-georgie-lisa-graff.html' title='The Thing About Georgie - Lisa Graff'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESL3KOc7-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/8kf4t-7iXos/s72-c/Georgiejkt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-4606974710078442180</id><published>2008-06-02T20:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:06:52.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth and Salsa - Linda Lowery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESLEaOc79I/AAAAAAAAAH4/bz1YY0ftzCU/s1600-h/truth_salsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESLEaOc79I/AAAAAAAAAH4/bz1YY0ftzCU/s320/truth_salsa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207439977022812114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Mexico is a long way from Kalamazoo -- and not just in terms of miles.  No one knows that better than almost-thirteen-year-old Hayley Flynn whose introduction to San Miguel de Allende includes fiestas, butterflies, ghosts,fireworks and even a glamorous role as a movie extra.  But there are also difficult lessons to be learned when her friend Lili's father is stranded north of the border without pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-4606974710078442180?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4606974710078442180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=4606974710078442180' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/4606974710078442180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/4606974710078442180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/truth-and-salsa-linda-lowery.html' title='Truth and Salsa - Linda Lowery'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESLEaOc79I/AAAAAAAAAH4/bz1YY0ftzCU/s72-c/truth_salsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4938099711620019519.post-8888220739397950601</id><published>2008-06-02T19:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:14:30.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Down Deep - Ruth White</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESIk6Oc78I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mwz29IZYF3A/s1600-h/Waydowndeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESIk6Oc78I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mwz29IZYF3A/s320/Waydowndeep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207437236833677250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Although Ruby seemed to just appear out of thin air on the steps of the courthouse on the first day of summer in 1944, no one in Way Down Deep, West Virginia, ever worried too much about where the toddler came from. They figured that if Ruby’s people were dumb enough to lose something as valuable as a child, then that was their problem. So even though Ruby can’t help but wonder where she came from, she has led a joyful and carefree life in Way Down Deep, loved and watched over by Miss Arbutus – proprietor of The Roost, the local boardinghouse – the residents of The Roost, and the rest of the town. But when Ruby is twelve, a new family moves to Way Down Deep, and they inadvertently provide enough clues about Ruby’s past that she is able to find her own people. Ruby travels from Way Down Deep to the top of Yonder Mountain to learn who she really is – only to find that she is bound to Way Down Deep by something even stronger than family ties: love.
 
With a touch of fairy-tale magic and a lot of heart, Ruth White explores just what it is that makes a place truly home.
(Macmillan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4938099711620019519-8888220739397950601?l=gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8888220739397950601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4938099711620019519&amp;postID=8888220739397950601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8888220739397950601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4938099711620019519/posts/default/8888220739397950601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gcba2008-2009.blogspot.com/2008/06/way-down-deep-ruth-white.html' title='Way Down Deep - Ruth White'/><author><name>Book Worm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-THxiVOCkJg/SESIk6Oc78I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mwz29IZYF3A/s72-c/Waydowndeep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
