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Book : Dragons In A Bag - Elliott, Zetta

Modelo 24770485
Fabricante o sello Yearling
Peso 0.13 Kg.
Precio:   $32,939.00
Si compra hoy, este producto se despachara y/o entregara entre el 13-05-2025 y el 21-05-2025
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-Titulo Original : Dragons In A Bag

-Fabricante :

Yearling

-Descripcion Original:

The dragons out of the bag in this diverse, young urban fantasy from an award-winning author!When Jaxon is sent to spend the day with a mean old lady his mother calls Ma, he finds out shes not his grandmother--but she is a witch! She needs his help delivering baby dragons to a magical world where theyll be safe. There are two rules when it comes to the dragons: dont let them out of the bag, and dont feed them anything sweet. Before he knows it, Jax and his friends Vikram and Kavita have broken both rules! Will Jax get the baby dragons delivered safe and sound? Or will they be lost in Brooklyn forever? AN ALA-ALSC NOTABLE CHILDRENS BOOKAN NPR BEST BOOK OF THE YEARA CHICAGO PUBLIC LIBRARY BEST BOOK OF THE YEARA KIRKUS REVIEWS BEST BOOK OF THE YEAR The Dragons in a Bag series continues! Dont miss The Dragon Thief, and The Witchs Apprentice. Review What a breath of fresh air: a chapter-book fantasy with an urban setting, an array of brown-skinned magic wielders, and a lovable black protagonist readers will root for and sympathize with... Good, solid fantasy fun.-Kirkus Reviews, starred reviewElliott skillfully introduces themes about creating positive change, examines issues of othering and the fear of differences, and touches upon the complexities of family, gentrification, and segregation. A promising start to a new series...-School Library Journal, starred review About the Author Zetta Elliott was born in Canada and moved to the United States in 1994. Her poetry has been published in several anthologies, and her plays have been staged in New York and Chicago. Her essays have appeared in the Huffington Post, School Library Journal, and Publishers Weekly. She is the author of over twenty-five books for young readers, including the award-winning picture books Bird and Melenas Jubilee. She is also a contibutor to We Rise, We Resist, We Raise Our Voices, published by Crown Books for Young Readers. Elliott is an advocate for greater diversity and equity in publishing. A longtime resident of Brooklyn, she currently lives in Illinois. Learn more at zettaelliott . Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Mama strokes my cheek with her finger before pressing the doorbell. I feel tears pooling behind my eyes, but I will them not to fall. Mama has enough to worry about right now. “It’s only for a little while, Jaxon. I’ll be back before you know it.” I nod and look up at the peephole in the door. If I look down at my feet, the tears will fall and my nose will start to run and Mama will know I don’t want her to leave me here. Mama’s biting her lip and tapping her toe nervously. She presses the doorbell again, letting it ring longer this time. We both hear someone stirring--and cursing--inside the apartment. Mama laughs nervously and says, “Ma curses like a sailor sometimes, but she’s a harmless old lady. She’s fun, too--you’ll like her, Jax.” I never even knew I had a grandmother living in Brooklyn. Mama never mentioned her before. Sometimes Mama hides things from me--or that’s what I let her believe. Mama thinks I don’t know our landlord’s trying to get rid of us. She takes down the eviction notices he pins to our front door, but I still know what’s going on. Today Mama has to go to court. I want to go with her, but Mama wants to leave me here instead. A heavy body shuffles toward the door. Mama and I wait patiently as at least three locks are turned. The chain stays on and lets the door open just a crack. I cringe as a raspy voice asks, “What you want?” Mama smiles sweetly and places her palm against the door. She speaks slowly and politely. “It’s just us, Ma. I called this morning and told you we were coming. Remember?” The woman behind the door barks at Mama, “Course I remember. You called and asked if you could leave the boy with me and I said NO!” The sweet smile on Mama’s face doesn’t budge. If anything, it hardens. Mama tries to push the door open
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