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King-Smith, Dick

 
9781596433243: Dinosaur Trouble
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ISBN 10: 1596433248 ISBN 13: 9781596433243
Verlag: Roaring Brook Press, 2008

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SOMETIMES THE MOST UNLIKELY PAIRS MAKE THE BEST OF FRIENDS. A hilarious prehistoric yarn for newly-independent readers from a master of children's animal stories.

All pterodactyls know that flying dinosaurs are superior, and all apatosauruses know that any dinosaur with only two legs is surely second-class. Nosy, a pterodactyl, and Banty, an apatosaurus, become great friends even though their parents have forbidden them to play together. With Nosy's fast flying and Banty's smarts, the two take on the biggest predator on the Great Plain, and conquer their parents' prejudices in one great adventure.

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Dick King-Smith (1922-2011) was the author of dozens of popular books for children, including Babe: The Gallant Pig and The Water Horse, both of which were adapted into major motion pictures. Born in Gloucestershire, England, King-Smith served in World War II, farmed for twenty years and, later, taught elementary school. The inspiration for many of his best-selling animal stories came from his farm and his animals.

Nick Bruel is the author and illustrator of New York Times bestseller Boing, Bad Kitty, Bad Kitty Gets a Bath and Bad Kitty Meets the Baby, among others. Nick is a freelance illustrator and cartoonist, and during his down time, he collects PEZ dispensers and grows tomatoes in the backyard. He lives in Tarrytown, NY with his wife Carina and their lovely cat Esmerelda.

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Dinosaur Trouble

By Dick King-Smith

Roaring Brook Press

Copyright © 2008 Dick King-Smith
All right reserved.
ISBN: 9781596433243
Dinosaur Trouble
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When he hatched from his egg, the first thing the baby saw was a huge face looking down at him. Above a long, toothless, beaked jaw, two large eyes stared into his as he struggled free of the egg. Once the baby was out, he could see that the creature had big leathery wings, stretching from its fingers to its knees, and that it had long, slender legs.
"Hello!" it said.
"Who are you?" asked the baby.
"Your mother," the creature replied. "Nice to see you. Let's go flying." And she spread her big leathery wings and took off.
Could I do that? wondered the baby. Only one way to find out. So he spread his very small wings and flew up after his mother.
"Well done!" she cried when he reached her. "It's nice to be nidifugous, isn't it?"
"What does 'nidifugous' mean, Mom?" the baby asked.
"It means to be able to fly as soon as you're hatched. All pterodactyls can."
"What does 'pterodactyl' mean, Mom?"
"Creatures like us," the baby's mother replied."Pteron means 'wing,' and daktylos means 'finger.' Each of my wings is attached to each of my fourth fingers, see? And so are yours."
"So I'm a whatever-you-said, am I?"
"A pterodactyl. Yes, you are, my son. And a very pulchritudinous one too."
"What does 'pulchritudinous' mean, Mom?"
"Beautiful."
"Oh," said the baby pterodactyl, and he kicked his little legs happily as he flew high above the rocky land.
"Now," said his mother, "there's the matter of nomenclature."
"What," said the baby, "does 'nomenclature' mean, Mom?"
"Names. You have to have one."
"Gosh, you do know a lot of long words, Mom."
"One has to," said his mother, "in these Jurassic days, if one wants to survive. Who knows, one day pterodactyls might become extinct. And before you ask me what 'extinct' means, I'll tell you. It means gone, finished, kaput, dead and done for."
"But, Mom," the baby said, "I don't want to be extinct."
"Don't worry your head about it," his mother said. "If it should happen, it won't be for millions and millions of years, my son. Now then, what shall we call you? You ask enough questions. How about Nosy? How d'you like that?"
The baby waggled his small but rather long snout.
"I don't mind," he said, "but, Mom, what's your name?"
"Aviatrix," said his mother.
"What does 'Aviatrix' mean, Mom?" asked Nosy.
"A female flier. In the skills of flying, among all pterodactyls, I am paramount."
This time Nosy didn't ask anything. He simply said, "I suppose that means 'the best.'"
"It does, Nosy, my boy," replied Aviatrix. "It most certainly does."
Mother and son flew on, side by side. Nosy flapped along as fast as he could while his mother flew slowly so that he could keep up with her.
"Mom," said Nosy after a while, "where are we going?"
"To see your father," said Aviatrix.
"Oh. What's he called?"
"His name is Clawed. You'll see why when you meet him. Never have there been claws like his."
Before long they left behind the dry stony place where Nosy had hatched among the hot rocks, and came to a wood. Here there were quite a number of pterodactyls, hanging upside down as pterodactyls do, each gripping a branch with its taloned feet. The biggest one, Nosy could see as they dropped lower, had the most enormous claws.
"There he is!" cried Aviatrix. "There's my Clawed! Come on, Nosy, come and meet your daddy!"
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Verlag
Roaring Brook Press
Erscheinungsdatum
2008
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
1596433248
ISBN 13 
9781596433243
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