{"product_id":"clarice-bean-scram-the-story-of-how-we-got-our-dog-isbn-9781536231120","title":"Clarice Bean, Scram!: The Story of How We Got Our Dog","description":"\u003cb\u003eWhen a stray dog follows Clarice Bean home, she decides it’s up to her to take care of him. Now all she has to do is figure out how to keep him a secret from the rest of the family . . .\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eNothing ever happens\u003cbr\u003eexcept for sometimes.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eAnd only on rare-ish occasions,\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003ewhich is hardly ever.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt is sweltering hot, and Clarice Bean is bored, and boredom can lead to trouble, and trouble can lead to people getting \u003ci\u003every \u003c\/i\u003emad at you. Not good when the person who’s mad at you is your sister and she has the thing you want most of all: a pair of roller skates.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow can Clarice make things right when there’s this dog who won’t stop following her around? Doesn’t he have a home of his \u003ci\u003eown\u003c\/i\u003e to go to? She's told him to scram, but he just won’t listen. Find out in this story from the inimitable Lauren Child   of falling out with a sister, falling in with a dog, and doing everything wrong, only to find you’ve got everything right.A superbly illustrated, slyly funny story of a four-legged family secret. \u003cbr\u003e– The Guardian (UK)\u003cb\u003eLauren Child\u003c\/b\u003e is the author-illustrator of many picture books, including \u003ci\u003eThe New Small Person\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eAbsolutely One Thing\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eA Dog with Nice Ears\u003c\/i\u003e, as well as the Charlie and Lola, Ruby Redfort, and Clarice Bean series. She has won numerous awards, including the prestigious Kate Greenaway Medal. Lauren Child lives in London.Nothing ever happens\u003cbr\u003eexcept for sometimes . . .\u003cbr\u003e And only on rare-ish occasions, \u003cbr\u003e which is hardly ever. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I mainly always find \u003ci\u003esomething\u003c\/i\u003e to do even if there is nothing going on, which might be cutting things up and turning them into something else. I can do this for a long time unless my younger brother comes into my room, which is also his.\u003cbr\u003e   I don’t like sharing a room because it means someone has permission to disturb you even when you are minding your own business and are alone-ly happy.\u003cbr\u003e   If I read, then it will be in the linen closet.\u003cbr\u003e   It’s warm in there with all the towels and sheets and it’s dark unless you have a flashlight, which I do.\u003cbr\u003e   Although it doesn’t always light up, because my sister, Marcie, usually unscrews the end and steals the batteries out.\u003cbr\u003e   If there is absolutely nothing else to do, then I am very good at staring out the window. It is a way of noticing things by accident, which is almost always more interesting than noticing them on purpose.\u003cbr\u003e   And it is how for example e.g. you one day watch a camel walking down the road when it really \u003ci\u003eshouldn’t\u003c\/i\u003e, because camels don’t exist in Navarino Street.\u003cbr\u003e   Navarino Street is our street and the houses are all joined together at the sides and they slope downward in a curve. Seven of us live in our house and one of us is Grandad, who has a room on the first floor, because he can be wobbly on the stairs. I have an older brother named Kurt and a younger brother named Minal Cricket and an older sister named Marcie, who steals batteries out of other people’s flashlights. Other than that my family is my mom and my dad and me, Clarice Bean. We have a cat \u003ci\u003esometimes\u003c\/i\u003e but he spends a lot of the day eating food at other people’s houses and cannot be relied on to be a pet when you need him.\u003cbr\u003e   Luckily our cat, Fuzzy, does not eat birds or he would have to move out for always because you see Grandad is very attached to birds and does not like them being eaten by cats.\u003cbr\u003e   Grandad has his own bird who is a canary named Chirp. Chirp is one of Grandad’s best friends. He lets her fly around his room and sing on his shoulder.\u003cbr\u003e   Chirp is Grandad’s always-there companion. \u003cbr\u003e   Grandad likes company but he says he doesn’t always need to talk.\u003cbr\u003e   He says, “Sometimes I just want to sit with somebody and be understood without words.”\u003cbr\u003e   Chirp is good for this because she doesn’t know any words—she only does tunes—and Grandad says, “You can float away on a good tune, and floating away is sometimes just the ticket.”\u003cbr\u003e   I am in agreement with Grandad, except for the part about not needing to talk.\u003cbr\u003e   I \u003ci\u003ealways \u003c\/i\u003eneed to talk, but I often wish there was more listening and less talking back.\u003cbr\u003e   So it seems very unfair that I have to share a room with Minal Cricket.\u003cbr\u003e   He does nothing \u003ci\u003ebut\u003c\/i\u003e not listening.\u003cbr\u003e   Someone who is a good listener is my granny.\u003cbr\u003e   She is also a good talker. She knows everything and when she doesn’t she comes up with something. She says she’s good at figuring things out. That’s her talent.\u003cbr\u003e   I am often wondering what mine is.\u003cbr\u003e   Granny lives in New York, and we have long conversations on the telephone.\u003cbr\u003e   She says I am one of those people who is good at finding the interesting. She says, “People who find the interesting \u003ci\u003eare\u003c\/i\u003e interesting.”\u003cbr\u003e   She says, “You are a very resourceful person, Clarice Bean.” She means I am good at coming up with ideas when there aren’t any.\u003cbr\u003e   So maybe \u003ci\u003ethat\u003c\/i\u003e is\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003emy talent.\u003cbr\u003e   But there are some times when even I can’t turn the nothing into more than it is.\u003cbr\u003e   I hate the nothing days.\u003cbr\u003e   When the day feels nothingy, I tend to lie on the floor and wish I wasn’t lying on the floor.\u003cbr\u003e   It’s very hard to get up when you feel like this.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e                    But there’s nothing \u003cbr\u003e                                          you can do about it.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e   When things start nothingy, they always get more and more nothing until someone throws someone else’s duvet out the window or pinches someone else on the arm and the someone else tells Mom.\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e   Pinching is not allowed.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Everyone gets angry and fed up on the nothing days but it just can’t be helped.\u003cbr\u003e   It’s no one’s fault, and in the end the only thing to do is go to bed at bedtime and cross your toes that you will wake up differently.\u003cbr\u003e   But there was one day in the summer that began as a \u003ci\u003enothing \u003c\/i\u003eday \u003cbr\u003e           and then \u003ci\u003eeverything \u003c\/i\u003ehappened.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e                Absolutely \u003cbr\u003e                          almost \u003cbr\u003e                                everything.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e   It started like this . . .","brand":"Candlewick","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46301719953637,"sku":"NP9781536231120","price":18.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781536231120.jpg?v=1767723788","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/clarice-bean-scram-the-story-of-how-we-got-our-dog-isbn-9781536231120","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}