Once again I come to you, ready to share a foul story about my cousin and birds. This time the story involves a different species of birds; ducks, and more specifically, my cousin’s great fear of them.
It all started with a drive to the local river. My parents figured that taking me and my cousin to the river to feed the ducks was a perfectly normal activity and truthfully, I believe they had absolutely no intention in traumatizing my cousin. Nevertheless, that is exactly what happened. We had just gotten to the river and gotten out of the car when the white and brown feathered creatures started advancing towards us.
I highly doubt we had been feeding them for more than two minutes before havoc descended upon us. Whether an overanxious duck pecked at my cousin or whether he was stupid enough to provoke one, I know not; what I do know, however, it that he quickly became intimidated and began backing away towards the car. Unfortunately, he must not have realized that ducks do not see this as a gesture of fear and utter surrender, but rather as one of enticement, or in simple words “Follow me, I have food.” Basically, the closer my cousin got to the car the closer the ducks advanced to him. Sadly, before long, my cousin climbed up onto the hood of the car in a last, fighting attempt to keep the vile creatures away.
Oh yes, what an entertaining spectacle for me and my parents, who rather than helping him, stood off to the side, watching in amusement. Looking back, I can derive one point of importance from this story; ducks are dangerous.
Some people in my family like birds. For example, my cats, but that’s not what we’re going to talk about today. No, today we’re going to talk about the time my cousin almost put a parrot into diabetic shock.
Several years ago my mom and grandmother took me and my cousin to a pet store. Although at the time it seemed like an innocent activity that would keep two little kids busy, it quickly spiraled out of control. My mom was watching me and left my grandmother to look after my cousin, who at the time was probably seven. Well, at some point my grandmother bought my cousin some skittles from a dispenser in the store. This in itself was a mistake. My cousin at the time was the type of kid you had to watch every second and giving him sugar would only double the amount of trouble he could produce. Nevertheless, my grandmother, who may or may not have a similar level of jovial hyper-ness, did buy him some skittles. This alone was not enough to wreak havoc but what came next was. My cousin then gave one of his skittles to a parrot. Me being a particularly observant six-year-old, saw the skittle go into the bird’s mouth and promptly alerted my grandmother. Unfortunately, she said it was fine and promptly grabbed my cousin and fled the scene of the crime.
I still wasn’t satisfied and went to my mom and told her about the incident. At first, my mom dismissed it, thinking it wasn’t a big deal. Nevertheless, she eventually decided it would be best to tell the store clerk. When she did, the clerk lost it. Like really lost it.
“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! That is a ten thousand dollar bird and he’s diabetic!”
With that, the clerk ran over the bird’s cage in what now was a race against time and began attempting to pry the skittle out of the bird’s mouth. It took a while but she finally removed the half eaten skittle from the bird’s mouth after repeatedly yelling “Drop it! Drop it!’. She then, of course, proceeded to chastise my mom for letting my cousin feed the bird, despite the fact my mom hadn’t even seen it happen. Needless to say, when my mom and I finally made it to the car she made it very clear to my grandmother that thanks to her not-so-extraordinary babysitting skills, a ten thousand dollar bird almost went into diabetic shock.
About the Book: Into the Lion’s Den in the first book in the Devlin Quick series by Linda Fairstein. It has 315 pages and was published on November 15th, 2016 by Dial Books. It has a Lexile measure of 740 and is a modern day, middle grade mystery about a map theft twelve year Devlin Quick and her two friends Liza and Booker solve.
My Review: Into the Lion’s Den is an entertaining book that has some pretty awesome characters. Overall had a pretty cool storyline but wasn’t what I would call a thriller. It wasn’t boring by any means but there wasn’t tons of action; it was more collecting evidence and hunting down the thief rather than intense fight scenes and high-speed chases. As stated before, the characters were pretty awesome, especially Devlin. Although Devlin had shortcomings, she was a good character who was always ready to lead and didn’t stop when things got tough. Devlin’s grandmother was also a really great character, as she cared about changing the world more than anything else. All the rest of the characters, Liza, Booker, Devlin’s mom, Sam Cody, and Natasha were also enjoyable to read about. Some parts of this book were a little hard to follow and had to be re-read to fully understand what they really meant, but overall it was a fun story. One of the things I most loved about this story was the theme. It was really fantastic, as it shows the importance of fighting for what you believe in and standing up for your for your friends. Even though this story wasn’t completely realistic, it did have many interesting elements and I will definitely be reading the sequel.
Everyone has that one weird family member. Well, in my family there isn’t just one; in fact, I think it’s safe to say not a single member of my family could be called completely normal. From the time my cousin told the new girl at school she had facial hair to the time my uncle ran around outside our house wearing a pink princess towel; I have a practically endless supply of stories to share, so if you’re willing, buckle up because my family puts the fun in dysfunctional.
To start off this series, I am going to talk about the time my mom locked my uncle outside of the house while he was wearing a pink princess towel. One might wonder how my uncle got a hold of a princess towel in the first place, and when he came across it, why he would put it on; but like I said before, my family isn’t normal. If you shouldn’t do it, we probably did it. I was a toddler at the time and my mom had found a cute pink, hooded, towel at the store, thinking I could use it after taking a bath. Little did she know it would jump start stupidity.
She brought the towel home and I, of course, was thrilled. I had barely gotten the chance to pull it out of the package before my uncle, who I gather had come over to visit, decided to put it on. Me, being the average toddler, had no intention of sharing my new towel and promptly made it clear. In short, my uncle ran outside, yes, still wearing the towel and I followed. To get a mental picture, imagine a man wearing a pink hooded towel that from a distance looked like a fuzzy cape, running circles around a small tree, a toddler at his heels, in desperate want of the towel and expanding her vocal range in the process. Thankfully my mother got revenge. Once I was safely back inside she locked my uncle out of the house while he was still wearing the towel. I believe it took him a minute to realize he looked like an idiot and take it off, which of course is just what my mom wanted. Now that years have passed we can look back on this event and come to one conclusion; stupidity provides excellent entertainment.
About the Book: The Sound of Life and Everything is a novel by Krista Van Dolzer. It has 272 pages and was published on May 5th, 2015 by G.P. Putnam’s Sons Books for Young Readers. It is a historical fiction set in the 1950s and is about Ella-Mae a twelve-year-old girl and her quest to give a Japnese man another chance at life.
My Review: This was a really good book that showed the power of love. Despite the fact that the whole thing with bringing people back to life was a little far fetched I did enjoy the book. It portrayed a beautiful picture of how sometimes loving someone is painful, yet in the end, no matter the pain love is worth it. I loved Ella-Mae’s character. She has spunk, she’s never afraid to fight for what she believes in, and she realizes her mistakes. In addition, her mother was a fantastic role model, who always stood up for what’s right. There was nothing objectional in this book and it was a truthfully enjoyable read.