The Throne
Autor Beth Goobieen Limba Engleză Paperback – 22 mai 2013 – vârsta de la 14 până la 17 ani
Meredith is determined to make her mark as she starts Grade 10 - and claiming the "cool" seat in home room is her first step. But that decision brings her unwanted attention from the school's "kingpin of the underworld" and her new enemy is smart, determined and capable of holding a long-term grudge. Should she just back away? But how will she look at herself in the mirror if she does? With the help of her two best friends, Reb and Dean, she will have to find a way to stand up for herself and survive high school with her dignity intact.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780889954960
ISBN-10: 0889954968
Pagini: 282
Dimensiuni: 135 x 189 x 21 mm
Greutate: 0.32 kg
Editura: Red Deer Press
ISBN-10: 0889954968
Pagini: 282
Dimensiuni: 135 x 189 x 21 mm
Greutate: 0.32 kg
Editura: Red Deer Press
Recenzii
Praise for Born Ugly by Beth Goobie:
“This taut thriller showcases the award-winning Canadian author's gift for creating memorable teen characters who confront tough issues alone—in this case, teen bullying, portrayed in gritty, claustrophobic detail by its victim… Goobie's third-person voice relentlessly puts readers directly in Shir's head, pulling no punches in creating a memorable, believable character. Working-class, alcoholic Shir is no swan in ugly-duckling disguise, but despite the rotten hand life's dealt her, she's got heart and courage and a stubborn refusal to give up that will keep readers rooting for her.” (Kirkus Reviews)
“This taut thriller showcases the award-winning Canadian author's gift for creating memorable teen characters who confront tough issues alone—in this case, teen bullying, portrayed in gritty, claustrophobic detail by its victim… Goobie's third-person voice relentlessly puts readers directly in Shir's head, pulling no punches in creating a memorable, believable character. Working-class, alcoholic Shir is no swan in ugly-duckling disguise, but despite the rotten hand life's dealt her, she's got heart and courage and a stubborn refusal to give up that will keep readers rooting for her.” (Kirkus Reviews)
Notă biografică
Beth Goobie graduated from the University of Winnipeg and the Mennonite Brethren Bible College. She is an award-winning writer of young adult fiction and is best known for her quirky and dark stories. Her novel Before Wings won the Canadian Library Association's Young Adult Book Award in 2000, and was chosen by young readers for the Best Books list of the American Library Association.
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“On most days Polkton Collegiate was a snake pit, and the first day of the year was no exception. As fifteen-year-old Meredith came through the east tech-wing entrance, the halls closed in with their familiar mayhem, catcalls and laughter ricocheting off the walls. Short and slight, she was immediately absorbed into the crowd; ducking to the right, she sidestepped the oncoming flow of students and headed past the first overhead security camera and on down the corridor. Ten meters in from the entrance was her homeform – the school’s only music classroom – and as she approached, she quickened her step. An expression of anticipation crossed her face; glancing to either side, she swallowed once and slipped through the open doorway.
The room was empty, not even Mr. Woolger, her homeform teacher, to be seen, and for a moment Meredith simply stood, a grin of relief on her face. Then, without hesitating, she strode past the shelves of numbered instrument cases and the tubas positioned upside-down on their stands, and climbed the risers that contained the student’s chairs. At the third and highest riser, she paused and scanned various nearby percussion instruments before turning her attention to the drum set. Briefly her grin broadened, and almost disbelievingly she touched a fingertip to one of the cymbals. Here it was – the moment she had been pondering for weeks – and now, with one glance around, she stepped behind the largest drum and parked her butt.
For a second, she felt disoriented. Having spent the previous year seated in a floor-level chair in the front row, the view from the third riser felt surreal – three descending rows of chairs and music stands and Mr. Woolger’s front-of-the-room conducting podium and desk. There was so much space, Meredith wanted to stretch out her arms and holler. The drum set was, simply put, the place to be in Homeform 75, and the fact that she had snagged it for her grade-ten year was sweet.”
The room was empty, not even Mr. Woolger, her homeform teacher, to be seen, and for a moment Meredith simply stood, a grin of relief on her face. Then, without hesitating, she strode past the shelves of numbered instrument cases and the tubas positioned upside-down on their stands, and climbed the risers that contained the student’s chairs. At the third and highest riser, she paused and scanned various nearby percussion instruments before turning her attention to the drum set. Briefly her grin broadened, and almost disbelievingly she touched a fingertip to one of the cymbals. Here it was – the moment she had been pondering for weeks – and now, with one glance around, she stepped behind the largest drum and parked her butt.
For a second, she felt disoriented. Having spent the previous year seated in a floor-level chair in the front row, the view from the third riser felt surreal – three descending rows of chairs and music stands and Mr. Woolger’s front-of-the-room conducting podium and desk. There was so much space, Meredith wanted to stretch out her arms and holler. The drum set was, simply put, the place to be in Homeform 75, and the fact that she had snagged it for her grade-ten year was sweet.”