WRITTEN BY Marcie Colleen ILLUSTRATED BY Emma Yarlett
WRITTEN BY Marcie Colleen ILLUSTRATED BY Emma Yarlett SCHOLASTIC INC.
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ISBN 978-1-338-76678-3 Made in North Point, Hong Kong. 137 The text type was set in Warnock Pro Bold. The title type was hand-lettered by Emma Yarlett. The illustrations were done in watercolor, collage, pencil, crayon, pen, and paint. Book art direction and design by Marijka Kostiw
Orville was small.
3
4
His friends were BIG.
5
And their
adventures
were BIGGER.
6
Orville longed for big adventures, too.
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One day, he announced his plans for the biggest
and best adventure yet.
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Orville flippered out.
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He tried to flap — KERPLOP!
He tried to climb — WHACK!
He tried to catapult — fa-LING!
. . . and landed in the reptile house. Orville was pretty sure the
boa constrictor was not trying to hug him.
10
Still Orville kept trying.
He borrowed from the zookeeper. He nicked from the trash cans. He built and built.
11
And with
a shake, shake,
shake
of a half-filled soda bottle, the ship was ready for
liftoff.
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It was perfect.
And perfectly
penguin-sized.
13
With a trembling flipper salute,
he took his place at the controls.
14
3, 2, 1 . . .
15
BLAST- OFF!
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WHOOSH!
The ship zipped through the night sky,
through clouds, over stars,
and straight to the moon.
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Orville landed.
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His stomach felt queasy. His spacesuit felt squeezy. Now that he’d made it, what would he do?
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He took a small step.
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He hopped.
Did a little dance.
And tripped.
21
He somersaulted with stars,
cartwheeled over craters,
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and giggled for all the galaxy to hear.
It was the BIGGEST and best adventure yet.
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“I’m doing it myself!” he cheered, but his tiny voice was swallowed up in the starry blackness.
Orville stopped.
24
He was all alone.
25
His stomach grew queasier.
His spacesuit grew squeezier.
He shivered
and a note fell out
of his pocket.
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He missed his friends.
So Orville
closed his eyes tightly
and imagined they were there.
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When he was safely back in his ship,
he looked toward home.
He couldn’t wait to tell everyone
about his big adventure.
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Sure, Orville’s friends were BIG. Now the proud Penguinaut felt BIG, too.
30
But BIGGEST of all?
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Being together was out
3, 2, 1 . . .
of this world.
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One small penguin. One big dream.
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