Jake's Adventures: The Secret of the Shark Tooth Crab Claw. Melissa Perry Moraja
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Название: Jake's Adventures: The Secret of the Shark Tooth Crab Claw
Автор: Melissa Perry Moraja
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Детские приключения
Серия: The Wunderkind Family
isbn: 9780983475194
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I ran, too.
We watched it for about ten minutes, waiting for something to happen.
But the cow bone never moved.
And no alien creature appeared to take it away.
It just lay there on the ground, smelling something fierce.
Then one of my friends decided that we needed to destroy it, so it didn't destroy the world. He came up with the idea that the sewer was the portal to defeat all aliens and alien weapons.
We ended up throwing it in the sewer drain and that's where it still is.
That was fun!
And now I was ready for more fun!
“I'm on school vacation!” I shouted, leaping out of my bed and dashing into the bathroom.
My mom chuckled and said, “Don't forget to brush your teeth.”
Then she headed out of my bedroom.
It took me less than a second to brush my teeth.
I really wasn't worried if my breath stunk because yesterday I discovered this mint flavored gum that my parents chew that makes your breath smell fantastic.
If my breath stunk, I planned on asking them for a piece.
With my toothbrush and toothpaste in hand, I hurried out of the bathroom and tossed them into my duffle bag. Then I walked over to my bed, knelt down, and pulled out my leather adventure hat and my book about the ocean.
Now I was ready!
I bolted out of my bedroom, sprinted down the stairs, and slid into the kitchen. As soon as I entered, my mom, my twin brother Josh, and my twin sister Madison turned their heads and just stared at me.
Boy was I uncomfortable.
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “What?”
At first, I thought I did something wrong. But then Josh and Madison started to laugh hysterically.
They always laughed over stupid stuff. Even things that weren't funny.
Yesterday, they laughed when I stepped in dog poop.
It was really gross and not funny.
But they kept laughing as I tried everything to get it off the bottom of my sneaker.
I tried scraping it off by sliding my foot back and forth on the grass.
That just smeared it everywhere.
Then I tried using a stick to scrape it out.
That didn't work too well, either.
Poop ended up flinging from the stick high into the air and landing in random places.
My sister and brother didn't even try to help me. Instead, they hid behind a tree, laughing as they watched me struggle to clean the bottom of my shoe.
As I said, they thought everything was funny, even when it wasn't.
“What?” I said louder.
“Jake, you forgot to put your clothes on,” my mom said.
I looked down at my arms and then my legs.
Yikes! I'm in my underwear.
I was so embarrassed.
My face even turned bright red.
Then I started to laugh, too.
I laughed all the way back upstairs anxious to get dressed, so I could start my next adventure.
CHAPTER 2
Who is Jacques Cousteau?
“Okay, kids. Take your duffle bag out to dad,” my mom directed.
With my leather hat and book in hand, I grabbed my duffle bag and shouted, “Last one to the car is a rotten egg!”
Then I bolted out the door and into the garage to where my dad was standing.
I was the first to reach my dad.
Josh came in second.
And Madison was last.
“I'm never first,” said Madison.
“Keep trying,” encouraged my dad.
Madison half-smiled and handed her bag to my dad. He placed it in the back of the minivan, closed the hatch, and hopped in.
“We're off!” my father said, looking through the rear view mirror.
Guess the coast was clear because my dad put the car into gear and drove off.
I put my leather hat on top of my head and pulled the front down towards my face. Once my hat was perfectly positioned, I opened my book about the ocean and began reading it.
“Dad, did you know that there are about 440 species of shark?” I stated.
My dad chuckled and said, ““I didn't, Mr. Jacques Cousteau.”
“Huh—Mr. Jacques Cousteau?” I said. “Who is he?”
“He's a famous explorer,” my mom answered, “and he loved the ocean as much as you do.”
“Really?” I said, surprised. “What did he explore?”
“He explored marine life,” responded my dad. “In fact, he spent most of his life trying to protect sharks and whales throughout the world.”
“So this guy did what I want to do?” I said.
At first, I thought my parents were pulling my leg. It just sounded weird that someone with a similar name to mine loved sharks and the ocean as much as I did.
“Why don't you check your book and see if it mentions anything about him?” suggested my mom.
“Hmm,” I mumbled.
I opened my book and began searching the index for the name Jacques Cousteau.
And I found it!
I turned to the page and started to read.
It said that he was one of the most famous undersea explorer's of the twentieth century. And he even wrote books on the subject. But that wasn't all he did. He also had his own television show called The Undersea World of Jacques Cousteau.
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