{"product_id":"planet-earth-is-blue-isbn-9780525646600","title":"Planet Earth Is Blue","description":"\u003cb\u003e\"Tender and illuminating. A beautiful debut.\" --Rebecca Stead, Newbery Medal-winning author of \u003ci\u003eWhen You Reach Me\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA heartrending and hopeful story about a nonverbal girl and her passion for space exploration, for fans of \u003ci\u003eSee You in the Cosmos, Mockingbird, \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eThe Thing About Jellyfish.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTwelve-year-old Nova is eagerly awaiting the launch of the space shuttle Challenger--it's the first time a teacher is going into space, and kids across America will watch the event on live TV in their classrooms. Nova and her big sister, Bridget, share a love of astronomy and the space program. They planned to watch the launch together. But Bridget has disappeared, and Nova is in a new foster home. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhile foster families and teachers dismiss Nova as severely autistic and nonverbal, Bridget understands how intelligent and special Nova is, and all that she can't express. As the liftoff draws closer, Nova's new foster family and teachers begin to see her potential, and for the first time, she is making friends without Bridget. But every day, she's counting down to the launch, and to the moment when she'll see Bridget again. Because as Bridget said, \"No matter what, I'll be there. I promise.\"\u003cb\u003eA New York Public Library Best Book of the Year\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Pantleakos masterfully blends character and plot in this gorgeous, hopeful story.” —\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Bursting with worry, joy, empathy, humor, and even mischief, Nova is endearingly nuanced... Stellar.” —\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“An exceptional debut featuring a character everyone can root for.” —\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal,\u003c\/i\u003e Starred Review \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Tender and illuminating, \u003ci\u003ePlanet Earth is Blue\u003c\/i\u003e is a beautiful debut novel about the strength of a girl who knows exactly who she is, even when others can’t see her.” —Rebecca Stead, Newbery-winning author of \u003ci\u003eWhen You Reach Me\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A powerful story about the extraordinary mind of a young girl with autism and the bond between sisters.” —Ann M. Martin, Newbery Honor–winning author of \u003ci\u003eA Corner of the Universe\u003c\/i\u003e and the Baby-sitters Club books\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Nova is a character you will never forget, who will break your heart and put it back together again in a new way. She felt so real.” —Gennifer Choldenko, author of the Newbery Honor Book \u003ci\u003eAl Capone Does My Shirts\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eOne-Third Nerd\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “A remarkable, sensitively told debut with a joyfully positive portrayal of neurodifference. Nova and her indomitable spirit will remain with you long after you close the book.” —Cindy Baldwin, author of \u003ci\u003eWhere the Watermelons Grow\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “As close to perfect as a story can get. It speaks to heartbreak and joy, pain and resilience, tragedy and humanity (both big and small) in a unique and utterly engaging ‘speechless’ voice that transcends all boundaries.” —Nora Raleigh Baskin, author of \u003ci\u003eAnything but Typical\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eNine, Ten: A September 11 Story \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Nova’s story will wrap itself around your heart page after page after page. It’s like reading a hug. A beautiful debut!” —Ellie Terry, author of \u003ci\u003eForget Me Not\u003c\/i\u003eNicole Panteleakos is a middle-grade author, playwright, and Ravenclaw whose plays have been performed at numerous theaters and schools in Connecticut and New York City. She earned her BA in Theatre Scriptwriting from Eastern Connecticut State University and is currently working toward her MFA in Children's Literature at Hollins University. She lives in Brooklyn, New York, and has three awesome godchildren, two quirky cats, and at least one Broadway song stuck in her head at all times. \u003ci\u003ePlanet Earth Is Blue\u003c\/i\u003e is her debut novel. Visit Nicole on Twitter at @NicWritesBooks, on Facebook (facebook.com\/nicolepanteleakos), or at nicolepanteleakos.com.Bridget was gone.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e And Nova was broken.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Nova hadn’t wanted to run away from the last foster family. They were nice enough. Sure, it wasn’t easy sharing one bedroom with four other girls in three sets of bunk beds. There was no privacy for Bridget, who liked her space, and there was no room for hand flapping or bouncing, which Nova liked to do while pretending she was in space.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Plus there was a rule no shower could last more than eight minutes.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e And they weren’t allowed to watch TV, listen to records, or drink anything with caffeine.\u003cbr\u003e But there had been hot oatmeal in the mornings. Cold lemonade with lunch. Warm blankets at night. Nobody yelled bad words or spanked them. Nobody made Bridget scrub floors like Cinderella. Nobody called Nova Dumbo because she couldn’t speak. Most importantly, they were together.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Bridget hated it anyway.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “I’m out of here,” she kept saying. “I can’t stand it another day. I’m losing my mind.”\u003cbr\u003e Nova wasn’t worried then. She knew they’d end up somewhere else eventually.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e When the time came, though, leaving was different. No social worker to transport them. No paperwork for adults to sign. Bridget didn’t even glare at the failed foster parents and say goodbye. Nova and Bridget just piled into a car and drove away. This was not their routine, which made Nova’s tummy hurt because she hated goodbyes, but she hated deviating from the routine even more.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Don’t worry!” Bridget had kissed Nova’s forehead. “I’ll take care of you like I’ve always taken care of you!”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Now Bridget was gone. And Nova was worried.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e She rocked back and forth on her knees, hugging NASA Bear to her chest, and glanced around her newest bedroom. The first room she’d ever had all to herself.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Diagonal from the door was a double bed with a fancy carved headboard. The mattress was soft, the pillow was softer, and the blanket was plush and purple, covered in tiny silver stars.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was too big.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The bedroom was long but narrow. It had two windows, one facing the front yard and the other facing the back. Out back there was an in-ground pool, covered up for the winter. Out front a pathway leading up to the door was guarded by two giant stone lions. At midnight the town switched off the streetlights, which made Nova happy because total darkness meant she could see the Big Dipper lurking along the horizon, where the sun set shortly before dinner each night.\u003cbr\u003e It was too nice.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The upstairs bathroom had a tub long enough to stretch out in. The kitchen always smelled of fresh-baked brownies or banana bread and the color television had a remote control. Most rooms had wall-to-wall carpeting. There were lots of windows through which the sun shone.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was too much like a home.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Nova didn’t want it to start feeling like home. Bridget always warned, “If it feels like home, it’s harder to leave.” Nova hugged her teddy bear tighter, trying to picture her big sister in the bedroom beside her. What had Bridget been thinking, deciding to run away like that? It was already January 1986, and in August she’d be eighteen. Then Bridget could raise Nova herself, like they’d always planned.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Only Bridget was gone. And Nova was lonely.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “You’ll start school on Monday,” new foster mother Francine warned during breakfast.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Nova hated new schools more than she hated new foster families. New schools always spent the first week or two testing her and always came to the same conclusions: “Cannot read. Does not speak. Severely mentally retarded.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Bridget hated the word retarded.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “My sister’s not dumb,” she’d tell anyone who’d listen. “She’s a thinker, not a talker.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The truth was, Nova rarely spoke and when she did, she had difficulty controlling her volume, so sometimes she’d be whispering on a crowded playground and other times she’d be shouting in church. Even when she did manage to find the right sound, forming a whole word was its own challenge. She could say “Oh” or “Kay” but not “Okay.” She could say “Wah” or “Ter” but not “Water.” She could say “Coo” or “Kee” but not “Cookie.” And sometimes when she’d try to say a simple word like “Cat” an entirely different word would come out, like “Boo,” which didn’t make sense to anyone, not even Bridget.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Most of the time Nova didn’t bother to speak at all.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Rocking back and forth on top of the fluffy blankets in the bedroom she had all to herself, Nova wondered for the two millionth time where Bridget had gone and whether she would keep her promise to return in time to see the first teacher skyrocket into space.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “No matter where we end up,” Bridget had said, “even if we have to be separated for a while, I’ll come back to see NASA make history, okay? I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Both sisters had been dying to see Challenger launch ever since President Reagan announced the contest to find the perfect teacher over a year ago. Nova was glad the waiting was almost over. She wondered if Bridget was glad too.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Nova kissed NASA Bear’s belly. His plastic bubble astronaut helmet pressed against her forehead. He had been a gift from their mama, who had very strange ideas about how the 1969 moon landing actually happened.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Government orchestrated!” Mama liked to say. “All on a soundstage, babies, thanks to movie magic! Did you see the way the astronaut’s boots kicked up dirt? The way the flag waved? There’s no wind on the moon, girls! How was it waving? It was government orchestrated, that’s how! That means the government made it up, to trick us!”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Their mama thought a lot of things were government orchestrated.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  ","brand":"Yearling","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46301753868517,"sku":"NP9780525646600","price":8.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780525646600.jpg?v=1767734834","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/planet-earth-is-blue-isbn-9780525646600","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}