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Graff, Lisa

 
9781524738648: Rewind
Softcover
ISBN 10: 1524738646 ISBN 13: 9781524738648
Verlag: Penguin Young Readers Group, 2024

Inhaltsangabe

Back to the Future meets When You Reach Me in this powerful novel by National Book Award nominee Lisa Graff, in which a young girl is able to make sense of the present—and change her future—by meeting her father in the past.

As far as twelve-year-old McKinley O’Dair is concerned, the best thing about living in Gap Bend, Pennsylvania, is the Time Hop—the giant party the town throws every June to celebrate a single year in history. That one day is enough to make the few things that aren’t so fantastic about McKinley’s life—like her crabby homeroom teacher or her super-scheduled father—worth suffering through. And when McKinley learns that this year’s theme is 1993, she can’t wait to enter the Time Hop fashion show with a killer '90s outfit she’s designed and sewn all on her own. But when the Time Hop rolls around, nothing goes as planned. In fact, it’s the biggest disaster of McKinley’s life.

Before she knows what’s hit her, McKinley somehow finds herself in the real 1993—and it’s not all kitschy parachute pants and Jurassic Park. All McKinley wants is to return to the present, but before she can, she’s going to have to make a big change—but which change is the right one?

This humorous and heartfelt novel about destiny and self-discovery shines a poignant light on the way life could play out—if a person is given a chance to rewind.

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

Lisa Graff is the critically acclaimed and award-winning author of Far Away, The Great Treehouse War, A Clatter of Jars, Lost in the Sun, Absolutely Almost, A Tangle of Knots, Double Dog Dare, Sophie Simon Solves Them All, Umbrella Summer, The Life and Crimes of Bernetta Wallflower, and The Thing About Georgie. Lisa Graff’s books have been named to more than seventy state award lists and have been touted as best books of the year by booksellers, teachers, and librarians. A Tangle of Knots was longlisted for the National Book Award in 2013. Lisa Graff lives with her family just outside of Philadelphia. You can visit her online at LisaGraff.com.

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INTRO

Another Night

In most ways, Gap Bend, Pennsylvania, was just like any other small town. It had grocery stores and parks and an ice cream parlor and a pet shop. Kids were born, kids went to school, kids grew up. Some of those kids, when they became adults, moved off to other places. Many stayed and had kids of their own, and those kids went to school and grew up, and some of them moved, and some of them stayed. Throughout the years, some things about the ­town—​­the number of stoplights, the size of the public ­pool—​­changed, and other ­things—​­the names of the streets, the location of Town ­Hall—​­stayed the same.

But there was at least one thing about Gap Bend that wasn’t like anywhere else.

Every second Saturday in June, the Gap Bend Preservation Society transformed the local public school into a wonderland offestivities in order to celebrate a specific year from history. Three years ago, at the 1975 Time Hop, everyone snarfed down Pop Rocks and Peppermint Patties while watchingJaws and playing Wheel of Fortune with actual cash prizes. When they celebrated 1886 last year, the Junior History Club put on an elaborate reenactment of President Cleveland’s White House wedding, and afterward everyone headed outside to sip ­Coca-​­Cola and snack on California oranges while making the trek up the ­half-​­sized re‑­creation of the Statue of Liberty. The Time Hop was a daylong blowout, with everything from a ­one-​­act play written and acted by a student volunteer committee to an “Epic Epoch” fashion show, open to anyone who wanted to participate. For just one day at the end of spring, Gap Bend, Pennsylvania, was, without a doubt, the most magical place on the planet.

So when she received the flyer in the mail, ­twelve-​­year-​­old McKinley O’Dair was mostly concerned with the fabulous costume she might create. This would be her first time sewing her very own outfit for the fashion show, so she was delighted to learn that this year’s theme was ­1993—​­a true fashion lover’s gold mine. Oversize flannel shirts, ­teeny-​­tiny crop tops, and lots and lots of denim. It also happened to be the year that McKinley’s dad was in sixth ­grade—​­the same grade that she attended now, in 2018. But at the time, that didn’t seem to McKinley like anything more than an uncanny coincidence.

What McKinley didn’t ­know—​­what almost no one knew, except for those who’d had to learn the hard ­way—​­was that much more happened on the day of the Time Hop than a simple party. There was something else that happened, too. Something much bigger. Something almost unbelievable. McKinley wouldn’t’ve believed it if someone had told her about it beforehand.

But that was the thing, of course. No one told her. Those who didn’t know couldn’t. And those who did chose not to.

And so ­twelve-​­year-​­old McKinley O’Dair headed into that June day with absolutely no idea about the ways in which her world was about to change forever.

CHAPTER 1

All I Wanna Do

Later, what would strike McKinley O’Dair most about that  Friday afternoon was just how completely normal it was. Her best friend, Meg, was propped upside down on the living room couch, her brown hair brushing the floor and her feet halfway up the wall, studying for the FACTS regional championship. Aunt Connie was pacing across the carpet on her phone, cheering on a new client. And McKinley was seated next to Grandma Bev in the corner of the room, both of them humming away at their side‑­by‑­side sewing machines as they put the finishing touches on their costumes for tomorrow’s Time Hop.

McKinley had never felt nearly so proud of anything she’d ever sewn as she was of that outfit. The idea had been hers, the design had been hers, and the make had been hers. She was wearing nearly all of it ­already—​­a shiny silver spaghetti strap dress over a white baby doll tee, a lace choker necklace, butterfly clips in her ­red-​­brown hair, and clunky Doc Martens boots. And althoughtechnically she was smack in the middle of living through 2018, McKinley wouldn’t have been at all out of place in the year 1993. As soon as she finished up the last seam on the denim vest, she’d be ready to walk across the stage in the fashion show tomorrow and let everyone see how hard she’d worked.

“Okay,” McKinley said at last, tugging the vest out from under the needle. She trimmed the threads and held it up. “What do you think?”

“It’s amazing!” Meg declared, flipping herself upright for a better look. “You’re super talented, McKinley, seriously.”

But Grandma Bev, who wasn’t always as quick to offer praise, was carefully inspecting the garment. “Sea—​­seam,” she said, running the fingers of her good hand over the vest’s raw edges.

“I know,” McKinley replied. Normally she’d never have left any piece ­unfinished—​­Grandma Bev had taught her better than that. “But the denim’s so thick. I couldn’t fold it over ­to . . .” She trailed off when Grandma Bev held up one finger. McKinley knew what that meant: there was a better way. “Ooh, show me.”

McKinley scooched her folding chair closer to watch as Grandma Bev dug through her box of fabric remnants, selecting a nice soft piece of seersucker, then got to work cutting it, inch by inch. Between every cut, Grandma Bev set down her scissors, shifted the book that she’d placed on top of the fabric to weigh it down, and took back up the scissors to cut again. Since she’d had her stroke, long before McKinley was born, Grandma Bev had to do everything with her left hand, and she was not left handed. But that hadn’t kept her from the things she ­loved—​­she’d just found new ways to make them happen.

It wasn’t until Grandma Bev began to attach the strip of seersucker along the inner vest seams that McKinley realized what she must be up to. “Oh, I saw this on YouTube!” McKinley said, bouncing a little in her seat. “It’s a Hong Kong seam, right? You fold the seersucker over next? To cover the rough edge?” Grandma Bev nodded, starting up her machine. “Cool.” When she’d finished demonstrating, Grandma Bev handed over the vest so McKinley could try for herself.

Once McKinley had gotten into a good rhythm on the machine, she got back to her other job, ­too—​­helping Meg study.

“All right, here’s a good one,” McKinley told Meg, pausing her sewing so she could enlarge the sample question on her phone. “Name the layers of the earth’s atmosphere.”

Meg repositioned herself upside down on the couch. (She said the extra blood flow to her brain helped her concentrate.) “Layer one,” she began, pointing and flexing her toes against the wall. Point, flex, point, flex. “Troposphere. Two: stratosphere.” She glanced at McKinley. “Three . . . metasphere?”

“Mesosphere,” McKinley corrected, squinting at the tough words to make sure she read them right. At the machine beside her, Grandma Bev lifted her foot off her pedal so Meg could hear more clearly....

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Verlag
Penguin Young Readers Group
Erscheinungsdatum
2024
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
1524738646
ISBN 13 
9781524738648
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Anzahl der Seiten
273
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