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    The Snow Day from the Black Lagoon (Black Lagoon Adventures series Book 11)


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      THE

      SNOW DAY

      FROM THE

      BLACK LAGOON

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      Day of School from the Black Lagoon

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      from the Black Lagoon

      The Black Lagoon

      by Mike Thaler

      Illustrated by Jared Lee

      SCHOLASTIC INC.

      THE

      SNOW DAY

      FROM THE

      BLACK LAGOON

      To

      Akimi & Janelle

      Creative Partners—M.T.

      To my big brother, Jim,

      who is always calm, cool, and collected—J.L.

      All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright

      Conventions. No part of this publication may be reproduced, transmitted,

      downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into

      any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means,

      whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereafter invented, without

      the express written permission of the publisher. For information regarding

      permission, write to Scholastic Inc., Attention: Permissions Department, 557

      Broadway, New York, NY 10012.

      e-ISBN: 978-0-545-54830-4

      Text copyright © 2008 by Mike Thaler.

      Illustrations copyright © 2008 by Jared D. Lee Studio, Inc.

      All rights reserved. Published by Scholastic Inc.

      scholastic, little apple, and associated logos are trademarks and/or

      registered trademarks of Scholastic Inc.

      First printing, February 2008

      Contents

      Chapter 1: There’s No Business Like

      Snow Business . . . . . . . . . . . . 6

      Chapter 2: Dressed to the Teeth . . . . . . . 11

      Chapter 3: The Blizzard of Oz . . . . . . . . . .16

      Chapter 4: Winter Sports . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .21

      Chapter 5: The Arctic Is for the Byrds . . . . . 26

      Chapter 6: Cold Turkey . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .31

      Chapter 7: Arctic Expedition . . . . . . . . . . . . 36

      Chapter 8: Perks . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 41

      Chapter 9: Winter Tales . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 46

      Chapter 10: Go for the Gold . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51

      Chapter 11: A School Day . . . . . . . . . . . . 56

      Chapter 12: Winter Survival Tips . . . . .. . 60

      CHAPTER 1

      THERE’S NO BUSINESS

      LIKE SNOW BUSINESS

      I hate winter! Winter should

      last for one day right before

      Christmas.

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      And snow…I hate snow. There

      should be just enough to powder

      the corners of windows, like

      in greeting cards. But instead,

      winter lasts for months and

      months and the snow piles

      up until everything is buried

      underneath it.

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      CHAPTER 2

      dressed to the

      teeth

      And the clothes you have

      to wear to go outside—you’re

      buried in layers of itchy wool.

      You spend half the day zipping

      up zippers, snapping snaps, and

      buckling buckles.

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      Then there’s the mile-long scarf

      your aunt knits for you that you

      have to wrap around and around.

      And don’t forget the rubber

      overshoes that totally resist

      going over shoes.

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      Last but not least, there’s the

      wool cap, earmuffs, and mittens

      that cover up every last bit of

      you.

      Now you’re a proper mummy,

      ready to be buried in the white

      tomb of winter.

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      And just when you get

      everything zipped, snapped, and

      buckled, you have to go to the

      bathroom, which means starting

      all over again. So by the time

      you’re ready to go outside…it’s

      dark. That’s another thing—

      during the winter, the sun goes on

      vacation to Florida, and daylight

      only lasts for a couple of hours. I

      hate winter!

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      CHAPTER 3

      THE Blizzard of oz

      So when I turn on the weather

      channel and see a winter blizzard

      warning for my area, I get very

      nervous. And when I hear that

      two to three feet of snow is

      expected, I really panic. That

      doesn’t mean a snow day, it

      means a no day—nothing moves,

      nothing happens.

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      Your house becomes an igloo

      and your town becomes the

      tundra. Your life is frozen like a

      TV dinner. If you could have a

      snow day when the sun is shining

      and you could get out of your front

      door, that would be one thing.

      But a snow day that’s full of snow

      is another.

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      CHAPTER 4

      WINTER SPORTS

      Eric calls. He’s all excited. He

      talks like the circus is coming to

      town instead of a blizzard.

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      “Come on, Hubie. There’s so

      much we can do!” he says.

      “Like what?” I ask.

      “Winter sports,” he answers.

      “You mean like shoveling out

      the driveway and slipping on the

      ice?”

      “No, like sledding and ice

      skating and skiing,” he explains.


      “It’ll be great!”

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      “I like my sports played on

      reliable surfaces—solid, non-skid

      surfaces.”

      “Boy,” sighs Eric, “you don’t

      know what fun is!”

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      CHAPTER 5

      THE ARCTIC IS FOR

      THE BYRDS

      That night it snows. It always

      amazes me how those pretty little

      Flakes can quietly turn into a great

      white monster by morning.

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      It also snows in my dream. I’m

      sitting in the living room watching

      the weather channel, and snow is

      falling all around me. Soon the

      TV is covered up and I’m sitting

      at the North Pole. A penguin

      comes up to me and asks if there

      will be school tomorrow.

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      “I don’t think so,” I say. “How

      are the roads?”

      “Icy,” says the penguin.

      “You see what?” I ask.

      “Icy, icy,” says the penguin.

      “I know you see, but how are

      the roads?”

      The penguin doesn’t answer.

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      CHAPTER 6

      COLD TURKEY

      I think I’ll stay in bed all day.

      It’s warm and dry and safe. But

      mom comes bounding in just as

      I’m snuggling down.

      “Come on, Hubie. It’s beautiful

      outside. It snowed all night.”

      “Mom, I know.”

      “Let’s get dressed, go out, and

      make a snowman!”

      Uh-oh, I know what that means.

      Sixteen layers of mittens, hats,

      scarves, hoods, boots, pants,

      sweaters…

      “Come on, Hubie. You’ll love

      it.”

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      I won’t love it. But I love Mom,

      so I’ll humor her. I start by putting

      on my thermal underwear and

      build from there. Around noon,

      I button the last button and snap

      the last snap.

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      “Mom, I’m hungry.”

      “Okay, Hubie, let’s have lunch.

      Open up your snowsuit a little so

      you won’t get overheated.”

      So I unzip and unsnap and have

      lunch. After lunch, I’m back on

      the launch pad. All systems go…

      10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

      BLAST OUT!

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      CHAPTER 7

      ARCTIC EXPEdITION

      I open the front door and am

      greeted by a winter wonderland.

      Everything is covered over.

      Wherever you walk, it’s like

      plodding through clouds — thick

      clouds . . . wet clouds . . . white

      clouds.

      Mom and I start rolling a big

      snowball for the snowman’s

      bottom. Then we roll one for

      the snowman’s top and one for

      his head. So far, we have three

      scoops of a giant snow cone.

      Then mom goes in the house and

      gets a carrot for a nose and two

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      radishes for eyes. I put my cap

      on him and I must say, he looks

      pretty impressive.

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      Eric comes over with his sled

      and we tramp off to find a hill.

      The closest we come to one is my

      neighbor’s driveway. So we pile

      on the sled and let it rip! Fun!

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      After thirty rides, we build a

      snow fort and have a snowball

      fight with Freddy and Derek who

      have wandered over.

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      CHAPTER 8

      PERKS

      After a truce has been declared,

      we go inside. Mom gives us hot

      apple cider and we all dry off. I

      take out one of my board games

      and we’re good for another two

      hours. It starts to snow again so

      Mom says that Freddy, Eric, and

      Derek can stay over. Mom builds

      a fire in the fireplace and we

      all toast marshmallows and tell

      ghost stories.

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      CHAPTER 9

      WINTER TALES

      Eric tells us the story of the

      Killer Snowman.

      “There were these people

      who made a snowman with a

      carrot nose and radish eyes. It

      sat on their front lawn and didn’t

      move…until it was struck by

      lightning. Then it blinked its

      radish eyes, blew its carrot

      nose, and started to walk like

      Frankenstein.”

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      “Why didn’t it melt?” asks

      Freddy.

      “What melt?”

      “The snowman —when it was

      hit by lightning.”

      “It didn’t melt—it came to

      life.”

      “It would have melted.”

      “This is my story,” says Eric.

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      “Anyway, it came to life and

      went looking for an ice-cream

      store.”

      “Why?” asks Derek.

      “Because it was hungry,”

      answers Eric.

      “What did it eat?” I asked.

      “A snow cone,” says Eric.

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      I look out the window and our

      snowman is still standing quietly

      in the moonlight.

      Suddenly, there’s a knock at

      the door. We all freeze.

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      CHAPTER 10

      GO FOR THE GOLD

      It’s our neighbor with his snow

      blower. He offers to clear our

      driveway.

      “That’s okay,” says Mom. “It’s

      nice to be snowed in.”

      It’s true. We were all stranded

      on a fireplace island in a sea of

      snow. After hot chocolate and

      more ghost stories, we go to

      bed.

      I have a funny dream that night.

      I’m in the winter Olympics. I’m

      entered in every event—skiing,

      ski jumping, speed skating, even

      bobsledding. I am fantastic and

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      win 21 gold medals. In figure

      skating, my partner is the

      snowman. But he melts before

      we can finish our routine.

      I’m awakened by the sound

      of the snowplows clearing our

      street. That means that there will

      be school today.

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      CHAPTER 11

      A SCHOOL DAY

      The school bus picks us up at

      the usual time. We all sit bundled

      up in stocking caps and earmuffs.

      The bus smells like wet wool.

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      At school, Fester has turned

      the radiators up to full steam and

      the classrooms are toasty.

      Mrs. Green asks us to write a

      report about what we did on our

      snow day. This is my report, and

      I must admit I did have a good

      time. I still don’t like winter, but

      it would be o
    kay if it lasted for a

      week…if every day of that week

      was a snow day.

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      1) Don’t lick the lampposts.

      2) Don’t fall down. You are

      now a beach ball of protective

      clothing and have the mobility of

      a watermelon.

      3) When any part of your body

      turns purple and falls off—go

      indoors.

      4) Don’t go sledding off the

      roof of your house, even though

      it’s the best hill you can find.

      5) And go to the bathroom

      before you get dressed.

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