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-Titulo Original : Deadline
-Fabricante :
Greenwillow Books
-Descripcion Original:
How can a pint-sized, smart-ass eighteen-year-old make his mark on the world from Nowheresville, Idaho-especially when he only has one year left to do it? When Ben Wolf learns his senior year of high school will be his last year, period, he is determined to go out in a blaze of glory. That means not letting anyone know about his diagnosis. It means trying out for the football team. It means giving his close-minded civics teacher a daily migraine. It means going for the amazingly perfect, fascinating Dallas Suzuki.But living with a secret isnt easy . . . What will Ben do when he realizes he isnt the only person whos keeping one? About the Author Chris Crutcher has written nine critically acclaimed novels, an autobiography, and two collections of short stories. Drawing on his experience as a family therapist and child protection specialist, Crutcher writes honestly about real issues facing teenagers today: making it through school, competing in sports, handling rejection and failure, and dealing with parents. He has won three lifetime achievement awards for the body of his work: the Margaret A. Edwards Award, the ALAN Award, and the NCTE National Intellectual Freedom Award. Chris Crutcher lives in Spokane, Washington. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. DeadlineBy Chris CrutcherHarperCollins Publishers, Inc.Copyright © 2009Chris CrutcherAll right reserved.ISBN: 9780060850913Chapter OneEarly AugustMy plan was to focus my senior year on information I could use after graduation when I set out for Planet Earth from the Pluto that is Trout, Idaho, population 943. My SATs said I wasnt even close to brain-dead and I was set to be accepted at any college I chose, as long as I chose one that would accept me. A lot of guys use their senior year to coast; catch up on partying and reward themselves for making it this far. Not me. This was my year to read everything I could get my hands on, to speak up, push myself and my teachers to get the true hot poop on the World At Large, so I could hit the ground running. How big a pain in the ass do you think that would make me in Mr. Lambeers U.S. government/current events class, where Lambeer regularly alters reality with the zeal of an evangelical senator? I also intended to shock the elite by etching my name atop the winners board at the state cross-country meet, then come home to take Dallas Suzuki by surprise. Dallas Suzuki may sound to you like a car dealership in Texas, but for the past three years, she has been the single prey in the crosshairs of my Cupids bow, and she doesnt know it because she is way, way out of my league.Mr. Ambitious. Then, about two weeks after my eighteenth birthday, a month and a half before beginning my final year at Trout High, I discovered Ill be lucky to be there at the finish. A warning like that usually comes from the school office, to be ignored until the third notice, but this was from The Office Above The Office and was to be attended to immediately. Doc Wagner left a phone message a few days after my routine cross-country physical; he wanted to see me with my parents in his office either ASAP or pronto. There was gravity in his voice, so I decided Id better scout ahead to see if his message was PG-13 and suited for all, or R-rated and just for me. Turned out to be X.Hey, Ben, he said as he passed me in the waiting room. where are your folks?They couldnt make it.Id really prefer they were here.My moms . . . well, you know my mom; and Dads on the truck.Im afraid I have to insist, he said.Ill relay the information. Promise.He said it again. Im afraid I have to insist.Insist all you want, my good man, I said back. Im eighteen, an adult in the eyes of the election board and the Selective Service and your people, the American Medical Association. I decide who gets the goods on yours truly. Dr. Wagner has known my family since before I was born and was plenty u
-Fabricante :
Greenwillow Books
-Descripcion Original:
How can a pint-sized, smart-ass eighteen-year-old make his mark on the world from Nowheresville, Idaho-especially when he only has one year left to do it? When Ben Wolf learns his senior year of high school will be his last year, period, he is determined to go out in a blaze of glory. That means not letting anyone know about his diagnosis. It means trying out for the football team. It means giving his close-minded civics teacher a daily migraine. It means going for the amazingly perfect, fascinating Dallas Suzuki.But living with a secret isnt easy . . . What will Ben do when he realizes he isnt the only person whos keeping one? About the Author Chris Crutcher has written nine critically acclaimed novels, an autobiography, and two collections of short stories. Drawing on his experience as a family therapist and child protection specialist, Crutcher writes honestly about real issues facing teenagers today: making it through school, competing in sports, handling rejection and failure, and dealing with parents. He has won three lifetime achievement awards for the body of his work: the Margaret A. Edwards Award, the ALAN Award, and the NCTE National Intellectual Freedom Award. Chris Crutcher lives in Spokane, Washington. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. DeadlineBy Chris CrutcherHarperCollins Publishers, Inc.Copyright © 2009Chris CrutcherAll right reserved.ISBN: 9780060850913Chapter OneEarly AugustMy plan was to focus my senior year on information I could use after graduation when I set out for Planet Earth from the Pluto that is Trout, Idaho, population 943. My SATs said I wasnt even close to brain-dead and I was set to be accepted at any college I chose, as long as I chose one that would accept me. A lot of guys use their senior year to coast; catch up on partying and reward themselves for making it this far. Not me. This was my year to read everything I could get my hands on, to speak up, push myself and my teachers to get the true hot poop on the World At Large, so I could hit the ground running. How big a pain in the ass do you think that would make me in Mr. Lambeers U.S. government/current events class, where Lambeer regularly alters reality with the zeal of an evangelical senator? I also intended to shock the elite by etching my name atop the winners board at the state cross-country meet, then come home to take Dallas Suzuki by surprise. Dallas Suzuki may sound to you like a car dealership in Texas, but for the past three years, she has been the single prey in the crosshairs of my Cupids bow, and she doesnt know it because she is way, way out of my league.Mr. Ambitious. Then, about two weeks after my eighteenth birthday, a month and a half before beginning my final year at Trout High, I discovered Ill be lucky to be there at the finish. A warning like that usually comes from the school office, to be ignored until the third notice, but this was from The Office Above The Office and was to be attended to immediately. Doc Wagner left a phone message a few days after my routine cross-country physical; he wanted to see me with my parents in his office either ASAP or pronto. There was gravity in his voice, so I decided Id better scout ahead to see if his message was PG-13 and suited for all, or R-rated and just for me. Turned out to be X.Hey, Ben, he said as he passed me in the waiting room. where are your folks?They couldnt make it.Id really prefer they were here.My moms . . . well, you know my mom; and Dads on the truck.Im afraid I have to insist, he said.Ill relay the information. Promise.He said it again. Im afraid I have to insist.Insist all you want, my good man, I said back. Im eighteen, an adult in the eyes of the election board and the Selective Service and your people, the American Medical Association. I decide who gets the goods on yours truly. Dr. Wagner has known my family since before I was born and was plenty u
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