By Sarah Weeks
Verbena Colter understands she's undesirable information. hassle from the get-go. How may possibly she no longer be, with mom and dad like hers? Her mom virtually pickled her prior to she was once even born, leaving Verbie to fight with the results of fetal alcohol syndrome. And her father used to be simply undeniable suggest. Verbie needs she might be a person, anyone except who she is. input Pooch, a flatlander boy vacationing for the summer time. while Pooch and his mother hire the home round the corner, Verbie takes the chance to be another individual fullyyt. And what begins out as a online game leads Verbie right into a incredible and heartwarming trip of self-discovery. one other gem from the writer of So B. It.
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It seemed almost magical to me, the way other kids could look at a book and make sense of all those letters. Words were a jumble of meaningless shapes to me. In fact, the only way I could tell if I was holding a book right side up or not was to look at the pictures. I told my mother that I thought there must be something wrong with my brain, and she said nonsense, I probably just needed glasses. As it turned out she was right—I did need glasses—but after I got them I still couldn’t read. Some kids in my class went to the resource room for extra help, but I got my help at home.
The boy obeyed, running down the steps and quickly picking up a couple of small twigs, which he brought to her. ” he asked. She pointed down the driveway at Jack. “I don’t like the looks of that dog,” she said. The boy put his hand over his eyes to shield them from the sun. “He looks friendly to me. ” Jack started up the driveway dipping his head, coming to say hello, but as soon as he got within full view, the woman gasped. “I told you there was something wrong with that dog,” she said. “Look at him—he’s missing a leg.
I was four years old when my mother brought her home. One of the grocery clerks at Peck’s had discovered the tiny kitten curled up behind the soda can machine in the recycling shed. ” I asked. “Nobody knows,” my mother told me. ” I asked, peering at the little ball of golden fluff in my mother’s hands. She gently pulled up one of the kitten’s eyelids, revealing a milky white eye. “She’s blind,” she told me. ” I shuddered and hid my face in my hands. Dr. Finn explained to my mother that because the kitten was so young—in addition to being blind—the chances of her surviving without her mother were slim to none.