<?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-7595584807840509886</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:56:34.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stony Creek Library: 2011-12 Elementary Reading Olympics Annotated Book List</title><subtitle type='html'>Reading Olympics is a program designed to nurture a community of enthusiastic readers. In the Fall, 4th and 5th graders are invited to join Reading Olympics and are assigned to teams. Team members collectively read through the 45 books on the list, meeting during lunch to track their progress. In the Spring, teams across Bucks, Montgomery, Chester and Delaware counties gather at competitions to test their knowledge of the books they have read. 
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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/3891373544669423850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/3891373544669423850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/attack-of-turtle-novel.html' title='Attack of the Turtle : a novel'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8524622875058965883</id><published>2011-07-18T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:15:49.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a perfect person in just three days!</title><content type='html'>by Stephen Manes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo, tired of problems with his sister, parents, and classmates, finds a book in the library which promises to make him perfect in just three days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8524622875058965883?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8524622875058965883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8524622875058965883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-perfect-person-in-just-three-days.html' title='Be a perfect person in just three days!'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-6303091931719712882</id><published>2011-07-18T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:15:01.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridge to Terabithia</title><content type='html'>by Katherine Paterson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life of a ten-year-old boy in rural Virginia expands when he becomes friends with a newcomer who subsequently meets an untimely death trying to reach their hideaway, Terabithia, during a storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-6303091931719712882?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/6303091931719712882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/6303091931719712882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/bridge-to-terabithia.html' title='Bridge to Terabithia'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-5642603024521918937</id><published>2011-07-18T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:14:23.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The castle in the attic</title><content type='html'>by Elizabeth Winthrop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift of a toy castle, complete with silver knight, introduces William to an adventure involving magic and a personal quest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-5642603024521918937?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5642603024521918937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5642603024521918937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/castle-in-attic.html' title='The castle in the attic'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8504021272957060379</id><published>2011-07-18T19:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:13:26.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cricket in Times Square</title><content type='html'>by George Selden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventures of a country cricket who unintentionally arrives in New York and is befriended by Tucker Mouse and Harry Cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8504021272957060379?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8504021272957060379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8504021272957060379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/cricket-in-times-square.html' title='The cricket in Times Square'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-3357543356663779602</id><published>2011-07-18T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:12:40.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny the champion of the world</title><content type='html'>by Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny, a young English boy, describes his relationship with his father and the special adventure they share together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-3357543356663779602?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/3357543356663779602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/3357543356663779602'/><link 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rhubarb farm, eleven-year-old Polly tries to find a way to make it rain again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-5000029419483918731?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5000029419483918731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5000029419483918731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/drizzle.html' title='Drizzle'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-2020849897597405567</id><published>2011-07-18T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:09:52.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everest: Book Two, The Climb</title><content type='html'>by Gordon Korman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climbing contest to see who will be the youngest person to climb Mount Everest turns into a life-or-death rescue mission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-2020849897597405567?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2020849897597405567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2020849897597405567'/><link 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Frankweiler</title><content type='html'>by E. L. Konigsburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two suburban children run away from their Connecticut home and go to New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art, where their ingenuity enables them to live in luxury.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1268790545740251882?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1268790545740251882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1268790545740251882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-mixed-up-files-of-mrs-basil-e.html' title='From the mixed-up files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-2725349456229280275</id><published>2011-07-18T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:08:34.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>George Washington’s Socks</title><content type='html'>by Elvira Woodruff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of a backyard campout, five children find themselves transported back into the time of George Washington, where they begin to live out American history firsthand and learn the sober realities of war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-2725349456229280275?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2725349456229280275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2725349456229280275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/george-washingtons-socks.html' title='George Washington’s Socks'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-7312957087225915342</id><published>2011-07-18T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:08:00.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great serum race : blazing the Iditarod Trail</title><content type='html'>by Debbie S. Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the heroic role played by sled dogs, including the Siberian husky Togo, in the delivery of antitoxin serum to those stricken with diphtheria in 1925 Nome. Includes historical notes about the event as well as about the Iditarod Sled Dog Race which commemorates it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-7312957087225915342?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7312957087225915342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7312957087225915342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/great-serum-race-blazing-iditarod-trail.html' title='The great serum race : blazing the Iditarod Trail'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-6700453032918232110</id><published>2011-07-18T19:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:07:21.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatchet</title><content type='html'>by Gary Paulsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a plane crash, thirteen-year-old Brian spends fifty-four days in the wilderness, learning to survive with only the aid of a hatchet given him by his mother, and learning also to survive his parents' divorce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-6700453032918232110?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/6700453032918232110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/6700453032918232110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/hatchet.html' title='Hatchet'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-7032246571001479997</id><published>2011-07-18T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:06:45.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ida B-- : and her plans to maximize fun, avoid disaster, and (possibly) save the world</title><content type='html'>by Katherine Hannigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Wisconsin, fourth-grader Ida B spends happy hours being home-schooled and playing in her family's apple orchard, until her mother begins treatment for breast cancer and her parents must sell part of the orchard and send her to public school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-7032246571001479997?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7032246571001479997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7032246571001479997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/ida-b-and-her-plans-to-maximize-fun.html' title='Ida B-- : and her plans to maximize fun, avoid disaster, and (possibly) save the world'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-7082793102870098980</id><published>2011-07-18T19:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:06:05.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake Drake, bully buster</title><content type='html'>by Andrew Clements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake faces the challenge of cooperating with the school bully on a class project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-7082793102870098980?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7082793102870098980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7082793102870098980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/jake-drake-bully-buster.html' title='Jake Drake, bully buster'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-5985994607023990014</id><published>2011-07-18T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:05:30.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James and the giant peach</title><content type='html'>by Roald Dahl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful adventures abound after James escapes from his fearsome aunts by rolling away inside a giant peach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-5985994607023990014?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5985994607023990014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5985994607023990014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/james-and-giant-peach.html' title='James and the giant peach'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-4022802874168634107</id><published>2011-07-18T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:04:58.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John Henry</title><content type='html'>by Julius Lester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retells the legend of the African-American railroad builder who raced against a steam drill to cut through a mountain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-4022802874168634107?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4022802874168634107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4022802874168634107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/john-henry.html' title='John Henry'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-1031259502213790863</id><published>2011-07-18T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:04:25.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The lion, the witch and the wardrobe</title><content type='html'>by C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four English schoolchildren find their way through the back of a wardrobe into the magic land of Narnia and assist Aslan, the golden lion, to triumph over the White Witch, who has cursed the land with eternal winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1031259502213790863?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1031259502213790863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1031259502213790863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/lion-witch-and-wardrobe.html' title='The lion, the witch and the wardrobe'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-119975920934031348</id><published>2011-07-18T19:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:03:35.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that dog</title><content type='html'>by Sharon Creech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young student, who comes to love poetry through a personal understanding of what different famous poems mean to him, surprises himself by writing his own inspired poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-119975920934031348?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/119975920934031348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/119975920934031348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-that-dog.html' title='Love that dog'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8150653844685692351</id><published>2011-07-18T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:02:44.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masters of disaster</title><content type='html'>by Gary Paulsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve-year-old Henry Mosely, having decided his life is boring, ropes his friends Riley and Reed into a series of hair-raising adventures, including trying to break world records, visiting a haunted house, and solving a century-old murder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8150653844685692351?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8150653844685692351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8150653844685692351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/masters-of-disaster.html' title='Masters of disaster'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8903179920064229929</id><published>2011-07-18T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:02:03.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The miraculous journey of Edward Tulane</title><content type='html'>by Kate DiCamillo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Tulane, a cold-hearted and proud toy rabbit, loves only himself until he is separated from the little girl who adores him and travels across the country, acquiring new owners and listening to their hopes, dreams, and histories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8903179920064229929?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8903179920064229929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8903179920064229929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/miraculous-journey-of-edward-tulane.html' title='The miraculous journey of Edward Tulane'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8556428485489525049</id><published>2011-07-18T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:57:18.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Runner</title><content type='html'>by Carolyn Marsden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina discovers that she can run faster than her athlete friend Ruth, and becomes confused thinking she must choose between running and friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8556428485489525049?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8556428485489525049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8556428485489525049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/mostly-true-adventures-of-homer-p-figg.html' title='Moon Runner'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-1586840967900955469</id><published>2011-07-18T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:56:32.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mostly true adventures of Homer P. Figg</title><content type='html'>by Rodman Philbrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer P. Figg escapes from his wretched foster home in Pine Swamp, Maine, and sets out to find his beloved older brother, Harold, who has been illegally sold into the Union Army.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1586840967900955469?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1586840967900955469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1586840967900955469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/moon-runner.html' title='The mostly true adventures of Homer P. Figg'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8721610162078168558</id><published>2011-07-18T18:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:51:43.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mouse called Wolf</title><content type='html'>by Dick King-Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mouse with an unusual name shares his musical gift with a widowed concert pianist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8721610162078168558?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8721610162078168558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8721610162078168558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/mouse-called-wolf.html' title='A mouse called Wolf'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-7717391332111808241</id><published>2011-07-18T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:50:51.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The night I flunked my field trip</title><content type='html'>by Henry Winkler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth-grader Hank, while on a field trip aboard "The Pilgrim Spirit," tries to learn knot tying in his own unique way, which causes unforeseen problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-7717391332111808241?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7717391332111808241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7717391332111808241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/night-i-flunked-my-field-trip.html' title='The night I flunked my field trip'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-7030034292453341324</id><published>2011-07-18T18:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:50:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night of the twisters</title><content type='html'>by Ivy Ruckman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fictional account of the night freakish and devastating tornadoes hit Grand Island, Nebraska, as experienced by a twelve-year-old, his family, and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-7030034292453341324?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7030034292453341324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7030034292453341324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/night-of-twisters.html' title='Night of the twisters'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-4964435428948103929</id><published>2011-07-18T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:49:34.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more dead dogs</title><content type='html'>by Gordon Korman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighth-grade football hero Wallace Wallace is sentenced to detention attending rehearsals of the school play where, in spite of himself, he becomes wrapped up in the production and begins to suggest changes that improve not only the play but his life as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-4964435428948103929?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4964435428948103929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4964435428948103929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-more-dead-dogs.html' title='No more dead dogs'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-1120751474882821722</id><published>2011-07-18T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:48:58.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No talking</title><content type='html'>by Andrew Clements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noisy fifth grade boys of Laketon Elementary School challenge the equally loud fifth grade girls to a "no talking" contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1120751474882821722?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1120751474882821722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1120751474882821722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-talking.html' title='No talking'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-4191748444253768765</id><published>2011-07-18T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:48:20.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter and the Starcatchers</title><content type='html'>by Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, an orphan boy, and his friend Molly fight off thieves and pirates in order to keep the secret safe away from the diabolical Black Stache and his evil associate Mister Grin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-4191748444253768765?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4191748444253768765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4191748444253768765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/peter-and-starcatchers.html' title='Peter and the Starcatchers'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-312301149221753005</id><published>2011-07-18T18:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:47:36.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philip Hall likes me. I reckon maybe</title><content type='html'>by Bette Greene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven-year-old Beth thinks that Philip Hall likes her, but their on-again, off-again relationship sometimes makes her wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-312301149221753005?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/312301149221753005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/312301149221753005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/philip-hall-likes-me-i-reckon-maybe.html' title='Philip Hall likes me. I reckon maybe'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-5550529926654337223</id><published>2011-07-18T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:46:39.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poppy</title><content type='html'>by Avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppy, a deer mouse, urges her family to move next to a field of corn big enough to feed them all forever, but Mr. Ocax, a terrifying owl, has other ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-5550529926654337223?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5550529926654337223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5550529926654337223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/poppy.html' title='Poppy'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-1639493633831220570</id><published>2011-07-18T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:46:04.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The reptile room</title><content type='html'>by Lemony Snicket &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After narrowly escaping the menacing clutches of the dastardly Count Olaf, the three Baudelaire orphans are taken in by a kindly herpetologist with whom they live happily for an all-too-brief time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1639493633831220570?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1639493633831220570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1639493633831220570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/reptile-room.html' title='The reptile room'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-5729544182590822938</id><published>2011-07-18T18:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:45:28.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadako and the thousand paper cranes</title><content type='html'>by Eleanor Coerr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospitalized with the dreaded atom bomb disease, leukemia, a child in Hiroshima races against time to fold one thousand paper cranes to verify the legend that by doing so a sick person will become healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-5729544182590822938?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5729544182590822938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5729544182590822938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/sadako-and-thousand-paper-cranes.html' title='Sadako and the thousand paper cranes'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8247649160267089006</id><published>2011-07-18T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:44:46.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Savvy</title><content type='html'>by Ingrid Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recounts the adventures of Mibs Beaumont, whose thirteenth birthday has revealed her "savvy"--a magical power unique to each member of her family--just as her father is injured in a terrible accident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8247649160267089006?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8247649160267089006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8247649160267089006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/savvy.html' title='Savvy'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-5676281328380963478</id><published>2011-07-18T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:26:14.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret School</title><content type='html'>by Avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1925, fourteen-year-old Ida Bidson secretly takes over as the teacher &lt;br /&gt;when the one-room schoolhouse in her remote Colorado area closes unexpectedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-5676281328380963478?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5676281328380963478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/5676281328380963478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/secret-school.html' title='The Secret School'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-2318982032533135092</id><published>2011-07-18T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:38:26.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare's secret</title><content type='html'>by Elise Broach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named after a character in a Shakespeare play, misfit sixth-grader Hero becomes interested in exploring this unusual connection because of a valuable diamond supposedly hidden in her new house, an intriguing neighbor, and the unexpected attention of the most popular boy in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-2318982032533135092?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2318982032533135092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2318982032533135092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/shakespeares-secret.html' title='Shakespeare&apos;s secret'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-3954920082756222614</id><published>2011-07-18T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:36:54.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shelter dogs : amazing stories of adopted strays</title><content type='html'>by Peg Kehret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tells the stories of eight stray dogs that were adopted from animal shelters and went on to become service dogs, actors, and heroes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-3954920082756222614?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/3954920082756222614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/3954920082756222614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/shelter-dogs-amazing-stories-of-adopted.html' title='Shelter dogs : amazing stories of adopted strays'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-2760249261553469178</id><published>2011-07-18T18:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:36:13.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoeless Joe &amp; me : a baseball card adventure</title><content type='html'>by Dan Gutman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Stoshack travels back to 1919, where he meets Shoeless Joe Jackson and tries to prevent the fixing of the World Series in which Jackson was wrongly implicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-2760249261553469178?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2760249261553469178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/2760249261553469178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/shoeless-joe-me-baseball-card-adventure.html' title='Shoeless Joe &amp; me : a baseball card adventure'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-8436823393497178263</id><published>2011-07-18T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:35:31.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuart Little</title><content type='html'>by E. B. White &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventures of the debonair mouse Stuart Little as he sets out in the world to seek out his dearest friend, a little bird who stayed a few days in his family's garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-8436823393497178263?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8436823393497178263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/8436823393497178263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/stuart-little.html' title='Stuart Little'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-1762641031146604913</id><published>2011-07-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:34:22.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superfudge</title><content type='html'>by Judy Blume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter describes the highs and lows of life with his younger brother, Fudge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1762641031146604913?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1762641031146604913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1762641031146604913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/superfudge.html' title='Superfudge'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-7335314652541752677</id><published>2011-07-18T18:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:32:59.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Andrew : a ghost story</title><content type='html'>by Mary Downing Hahn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he goes to spend the summer with his great-aunt in the family's old house, eleven-year-old Drew is drawn eighty years into the past to trade places with his great-great-uncle who is dying of diphtheria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-7335314652541752677?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7335314652541752677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/7335314652541752677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-for-andrew-ghost-story.html' title='Time for Andrew : a ghost story'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-1036170433829402632</id><published>2011-07-18T18:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:32:14.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuck everlasting</title><content type='html'>by Natalie Babbitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tuck family is confronted with an agonizing situation when they discover that a ten-year-old girl and a malicious stranger now share their secret about a spring whose water prevents one from ever growing any older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-1036170433829402632?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1036170433829402632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/1036170433829402632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/tuck-everlasting.html' title='Tuck everlasting'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-6601837408318050358</id><published>2011-07-18T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:31:35.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The whipping boy</title><content type='html'>by Sid Fleischman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bratty prince and his whipping boy have many adventures when they inadvertently trade places after becoming involved with dangerous outlaws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-6601837408318050358?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/6601837408318050358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/6601837408318050358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/whipping-boy.html' title='The whipping boy'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-4510858488961247151</id><published>2011-07-18T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:21:57.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild girl</title><content type='html'>by Patricia Reilly Giff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When twelve-year-old Lidie leaves Brazil to join her father and brother on a horse ranch in New York, she has a hard time adjusting to her changed circumstances, as does a new horse that has come to the ranch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-4510858488961247151?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4510858488961247151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/4510858488961247151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclibraryro.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-was-ben-franklin.html' title='Wild girl'/><author><name>Mrs. Stokes</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595584807840509886.post-254109464333279027</id><published>2010-07-23T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:22:53.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who was Ben Franklin?</title><content type='html'>by Dennis Brindell Fradin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A biography of the eighteenth-century printer, publisher, inventor, scientist, and statesman who played an influential role in the early history of the United States.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595584807840509886-254109464333279027?l=sclibraryro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595584807840509886/posts/default/254109464333279027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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