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  Hidden The (Animorphs #39)

  K. A. Applegate

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  We can't tell you who we are.  Or where we live.  It's too risky, and we've got to be careful.  Really careful.  So we don't trust anyone.  Because if they find us...well, we just won't let them find us. The thing you should know is that everyone is in really big trouble.  Yeah.  Even you.The pint-sized Helmacrons may have departed Earth, but they haven't finished causing trouble for the Animorphs and Ax.  They left behind a damaged ship–containing morph-tracking technology.  Now the Yeerks have found the ship, and are launching a full scale Animorphs hunt! As if avoiding the Yeerks' new tracking system isn't hard enough, Cassie and the others realize they must keep the morphing cube moving if they don't want the Yeerks to find it.  But when Cassie tries to hide the Andalites' cube, it accidentally touches a Cape Buffalo!  Now there's a mean old buffalo with morphing powers on the loose.  And he could give away the secret of the Animorphs if he charges into the wrong hands....

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  Heart Of The Winter Solstice

  Melethril Edhellen

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  "HEART OF THE WINTER SOLSTICE" invites readers on a poetic odyssey that reimagines winter not as a season of desolation, but as a season of beauty and reflection. This captivating poetry novel delves deep into the heart of winter, exploring its cold, harsh nature with a warmth and tenderness that transforms perception. 
  Each poem in this collection is a tribute to winter's unique charm and character. From the crystalline beauty of snowflakes to the serene silence of frost-laden mornings, this poetry novel captures the essence of the season with an exquisite blend of imagery and emotion. 
  But "HEART OF THE WINTER SOLSTICE" is more than just a collection of winter-themed poems. It's a journey that encourages readers to find joy and peace in the stillness, to appreciate the subtle play of light on snow, and to discover the resilience and renewal that lies beneath the icy facade. With its lyrical prose and poignant insights, this book is a perfect companion for long winter nights and a reminder of the beauty that can be found in every season. 
  Whether you're a lover of poetry, a seeker of new perspectives, or simply someone who wishes to see winter in a different light, "HEART OF THE WINTER SOLSTICE" is a book that will warm your heart and illuminate the colder months. Join this enchanting exploration of winter's wonders, and find yourself falling in love with a season you thought you knew.

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  The Squash Bug for kids

  Tony R. Smith

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  Kids will learn about the Squash Bug.

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  Te Hiakai Tangata - The Taniwha...

  Hirini Moko Mead

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  This is a story of a taniwha that lives beside a track between villages and menaces travellers and the surrounding iwi. When a chief's son is taken by the taniwha, Te Hiakai, the people devise many plans to trap and kill the taniwha, but each time Te Hiakai outwits them. In the end, Pōhutukawa, a chief's daughter, speaks to the taniwha. Through her words a spell is broken, and the taniwha transforms into a young warrior, Te Haeata, who had been cursed by a tohunga long ago. Pōhutukawa and Te Haeata fall in love and live out their lives together. But Te Haeata never quite shakes off the spell, and in old age, he transforms into an eel and becomes a guardian in the Rangitāiki river.

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  The Gnome King of Oz

  Ruth Plumly Thompson

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  When, as in the case of The Gnome King of Oz, the story-skill, the jollity, the succession of events, all continue to be so vigorously alive, the author deserves naught but praise. — The Atlantic City Sunday Press  
  Enjoy the twenty-first entry in the Oz series, featuring such characters as Ruggedo the Gnome King; Grumpy the Bear; and Scraps, the Patchwork Girl of Oz.

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  The Street That Wasn't There - A...

  Clifford D. Simak, Carl Jacobi

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  The Street That Wasn't There by Carl Jacobi and Clifford D. Simak - He did the same thing at the same time every night for 20 years. Then he realized something was wrong, something was very wrong. 
  Mr. Jonathon Chambers left his house on Maple Street at exactly seven o'clock in the evening and set out on the daily walk he had taken, at the same time, come rain or snow, for twenty solid years. 
  The walk never varied. He paced two blocks down Maple Street, stopped at the Red Star confectionery to buy a Rose Trofero perfecto, then walked to the end of the fourth block on Maple. There he turned right on Lexington, followed Lexington to Oak, down Oak and so by way of Lincoln back to Maple again and to his home. 
  He didn't walk fast. He took his time. He always returned to his front door at exactly 7:45. No one ever stopped to talk with him. Even the man at the Red Star confectionery, where he bought his cigar, remained silent while the purchase was being made. Mr. Chambers merely tapped on the glass top of the counter with a coin, the man reached in and brought forth the box, and Mr. Chambers took his cigar. That was all. 
  For people long ago had gathered that Mr. Chambers desired to be left alone. The newer generation of townsfolk called it eccentricity. Certain uncouth persons had a different word for it. The oldsters remembered that this queer looking individual with his black silk muffler, rosewood cane and bowler hat once had been a professor at State University. 
  A professor of metaphysics, they seemed to recall, or some such outlandish subject.

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