{"product_id":"the-tiger-rising-isbn-9780763680879","title":"The Tiger Rising","description":"\u003cb\u003eA National Book Award\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cb\u003efinalist by Newbery Medalist Kate DiCamillo.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWalking through the misty Florida woods one morning, twelve-year-old Rob Horton is stunned to encounter a tiger—a real-life, very large tiger—pacing back and forth in a cage. What’s more, on the same extraordinary day, he meets Sistine Bailey, a girl who shows her feelings as readily as Rob hides his. As they learn to trust each other, and ultimately, to be friends, Rob and Sistine prove that some things—like memories, and heartache, and tigers—can’t be locked up forever. Featuring a cover illustration by Stephen Walton.Kate DiCamillo, whose\u003ci\u003e Because of Winn-Dixie\u003c\/i\u003e was a Newbery Honor Book, again explores the difficulty of fitting into a new place. But \u003ci\u003eThe Tiger Rising \u003c\/i\u003eis even more \u003cb\u003eemotionally affecting\u003c\/b\u003e as Rob and Sistine, united by their aloneness, grapple with unlocking their own heartaches as they debate whether to free the tiger. —The New York Times Book Review\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe author delves deeply into the psyches of her cast with carefully choreographed scenes, opting for the economy of poetry over elaborate prose. . . . DiCamillo demonstrates her versatility by treating themes similar to those of her first novel with a completely different approach. Readers will eagerly anticipate her next work. —Publishers Weekly (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt deals with the tough issues of death, grieving, and the great accompanying sadness, and has enough layers to embrace any reader. —School Library Journal (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe story deftly shows the anxiety and suspense of getting close to someone after experience has taught you that may not be safe to do. DiCamillo's \u003cb\u003egorgeous language\u003c\/b\u003e wastes not a single word: spare and taut her sentences spin out, with the Florida mist rising off them, and unspoken words finally said aloud. —Booklist\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYoung readers who enjoyed DiCamillo's first novel won't be disappointed by her second. —The Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe brief novel, which features a well realized setting and an almost palpable aura of sadness, has \u003cb\u003ea certain mythic quality\u003c\/b\u003e. —The Horn Book\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e. . . the tiger, 'burning bright' with \u003cb\u003emagnificent\u003c\/b\u003e, feral presence, does make an arresting central image. —Kirkus Reviews\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTogether [the characters] learn about trust, friendship, and feelings as they plot to set the tiger free. In the process, they learn another valuable lesson, one that readers won't soon forget. This \u003cb\u003epoignant, powerful\u003c\/b\u003e story was written by the author of the Newbery Honor book \u003ci\u003eBecause of Winn-Dixie\u003c\/i\u003e. —Dallas Morning News\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDiCamillo, who grew up in Central Florida and wrote the multi-award winning \u003ci\u003eBecause of Winn-Dixie\u003c\/i\u003e, could almost have titled her \u003cb\u003ebittersweet \u003c\/b\u003esecond novel \"Because of the Tiger\" . . . because of the tiger, Rob and Sistine make the fateful decision that allows Rob and his father to grieve more openly for their loss. —Orlando Sentinel\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePowerfully written by the author of \u003ci\u003eBecause of Winn-Dixie\u003c\/i\u003e, this \u003cb\u003epoignant \u003c\/b\u003estory is certain to garner accolades on many levels. —Syndicated Column - Kendal Rautzhan\u003cb\u003eKate DiCamillo\u003c\/b\u003e is the beloved author of many books for young readers, including the Orris and Timble, Mercy Watson, and Tales from Mercy Watson’s Deckawoo Drive series. Her books \u003ci\u003eFlora \u0026amp; Ulysses\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Tale of Despereaux\u003c\/i\u003e both received Newbery Medals. A former National Ambassador for Young People’s Literature, she lives in Minneapolis.That morning, after he discovered the tiger, Rob went and stood under the Kentucky  Star Motel sign and waited for the school bus just like it was any other day. The  Kentucky Star sign was composed of a yellow neon star that rose and fell over a piece  of blue neon in the shape of the state of Kentucky. Rob liked the sign; he harbored  a dim but abiding notion that it would bring him good luck.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Finding the tiger had  been luck, he knew that. He had been out in the woods behind the Kentucky Star Motel,  way out in the woods, not really looking for anything, just wandering, hoping that  maybe he would get lost or get eaten by a bear and not have to go to school ever  again. That’s when he saw the old Beauchamp gas station building, all boarded up  and tumbling down; next to it, there was a cage, and inside the cage, unbelievably,  there was a tiger--a real-life, very large tiger pacing back and forth. He was orange  and gold and so bright, it was like staring at the sun itself, angry and trapped  in a cage.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It was early morning and it looked like it might rain; it had been raining  every day for almost two weeks. The sky was gray and the air was thick and still.  Fog was hugging the ground. To Rob, it seemed as if the tiger was some magic trick,  rising out of \u003cbr\u003ethe mist. He was so astounded at his discovery, so amazed, that he  stood and stared. But only for a minute; he was afraid to look at the tiger for too  long, afraid that the tiger would disappear. He stared, and then he turned and ran  back into the woods, toward the Kentucky Star. And the whole way home, while his  brain doubted what he had seen, his heart beat out the truth to him. Ti-ger. Ti-ger.  Ti-ger.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That was what Rob thought about as he stood beneath the Kentucky Star sign  and waited for the bus. The tiger. He did not think about the rash on his legs, the  itchy red blisters that snaked their way into his shoes. His father said that it  would be less likely to itch if he didn’t think about it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And he did not think about  his mother. He hadn’t thought about her since the morning of the funeral, the morning  he couldn’t stop crying the great heaving sobs that made his chest and stomach hurt.  His father, watching him, standing beside him, had started to cry, too. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e They were  both dressed up in suits that day; his father’s suit was too small. And when he slapped  Rob to make him stop crying, he ripped a hole underneath the arm of his jacket.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"There ain’t no point in crying,\" his father had said afterward. \"Crying ain’t going  to bring her back.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It had been six months since that day, six months since he  and his father had moved from Jacksonville to Lister, and Rob had not cried since,  not once.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The final thing he did not think about that morning was getting onto the  bus. He specifically did not think about Norton and Billy Threemonger waiting for  him like chained and starved guard dogs, eager to attack.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Rob had a way of not-thinking  about things. He imagined himself as a suitcase that was too full, like the one that  he had packed when they left Jacksonville after the funeral. He made all his feelings  go inside the suitcase; he stuffed them in tight and then sat on the suitcase and  locked it shut. That was the way he not-thought about things. Sometimes it was hard  to keep the suitcase shut. But now he had something to put on top of it. The tiger.  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e So as he waited for the bus under the Kentucky Star sign, and as the first drops  of rain fell from the sullen sky, Rob imagined the tiger on top of his suitcase,  blinking his golden eyes, sitting proud and strong, unaffected by all the not-thoughts  inside straining to come out.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The Tiger Rising. Copyright (c) 2001 Kate DiCamillo.  Candlewick Press, Inc. Cambridge, MA","brand":"Candlewick","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302210883813,"sku":"NP9780763680879","price":7.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780763680879.jpg?v=1767741856","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/the-tiger-rising-isbn-9780763680879","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}