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Summary
Summary
Calvin Coconut needs to fix things with Stella--and fast!
Stella from Texas is now officially a member of the Coconut household. As if getting a bossy babysitter isn't bad enough for Calvin, Stella teases him mercilessly. What's a nine-year-old boy to do? Calvin decides to "fix" her, and he dumps his neighbor's cat Zippy on Stella's bed, knowing she's allergic. But when Stella breaks out in hives and misses her first big date, Calvin realizes his "zippy fix" went too far. He's got to make it up to her, and decides to give her a birthday present. But he has no money. Along with the help of his loyal friends and little sister, Darci, Calvin works hard, and comes up with enough cash to give Stella the best birthday gift ever.
Graham Salisbury's voice perfectly captures the inner workings of Calvin's mind, and Jacqueline Rogers' delightful pictures add zest and humor to The Zippy Fix.
Author Notes
Graham Salisbury is the author of Calvin Coconut: Trouble Magnet , as well as several novels for older readers. He lives in Portland, Oregon.
Jacqueline Rogers has illustrated more than 90 books for young readers. She lives in Chatham, New York.
Reviews (3)
Booklist Review
The impish Hawaiian hero from Calvin Coconut: Trouble Magnet (2009) returns for another bout of good-intentioned but mischief-centric adventures. Constantly at odds with the Texas teenager, Stella, who came to live with his family (and snatched his room, no less), Calvin takes a revenge plot a little too far and afterward feels just awful. Wanting to make a peace offering in the form of a CD, he flits about town odd-jobbing his way to the $18 purchase price. Salisbury's buoyant look into growing up in Hawaii will be revealing to many stateside readers; for all its differences, there are just as many sames.--Chipman, Ian Copyright 2009 Booklist
School Library Journal Review
Gr 3-4-This book is bewildering. It's written to a very narrow audience, one that apparently needs to already know about Hawaiian pidgin. Newly independent readers will be confused as to why some characters speak as such: "Whose birfday you was talking about back at the store? You going to buy um cake and pointy hats, or what?" Also problematic is the use of some odd terms: one character calls another a "strange bazooks." Furthermore, there are times when Calvin's words don't ring true for a boy his age. According to him, Stella's eyes "twinkled like sequins"; and he instructs his pals to "run silent, run fast." What fourth grader speaks like this? There are issues of randomness within the plot, too; for example, Calvin's attempt at mischievous revenge on 16-year-old Stella, who lives with his family, backfires and forces him to make amends, but it is so bogged down in inexplicable plot distractions and exasperating language quirks that any accompanying entertainment value is utterly lost.-Alyson Low, Fayetteville Public Library, AR (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
Kirkus Review
This second installment about Oahu-dwelling Calvin builds on the engaging story line first introduced in the chapter-book series's debut title, Calvin Coconut, Trouble Magnet (2008). Annoyed by the teasing doled out by their 16-year-old houseguest Stella, Calvin borrows Zippy, a neighborhood cat, and places it on her pillow, which causes a nasty allergy attack. Afterward, Calvin is unexpectedly consumed by guilt and he soon hatches a scheme to make it up to her with a snazzy but pricey birthday gift. With the help of his friends, Calvin searches the island high and low for ways to make money (while avoiding bully Tito), and the inevitable hijinks ensue. While somewhat formulaic, this slice-of-lifestyled look at Calvin's working-class family includes the experiences of having an absentee father, a busy-but-more-than-capable mom and siblings, complete with realistic strife, all of which add some depth. Rogers's simple black-and-white illustrations are a fine embellishment. Light in tone, rich with cultural details and populated by likable characters, this slim volume will appeal to many a young reader. (Fiction. 7-10) Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
Excerpts
Excerpts
1 - Rodents of Hawaii Manly Stanley the centipede, our class pet, looked out at us from inside a jar on our teacher Mr. Purdy's desk. He was frowning and pounding fifty of his one hundred legs on the glass. I knew what he was thinking: why were we _drawing pictures of things that would love to eat him? Hey! he seemed to shout. What's going on out there? Let me see! Julio, Rubin, Willy, and I were crowded around my desk working on a science poster. Our project was called Rodents of Hawaii. We'd drawn pictures of a mouse, a rat, a guinea pig, and a gerbil. We wanted to put a hamster and a mongoose in there, too, but Mr. Purdy said hamsters were illegal in the islands. They could bring in diseases. And a mongoose is a carnivore, not a rodent. We were stumped. Manly Stanley raced up onto his rock and stretched his neck for a better look. "Hey, Manly," I said. " You know of any more rodents we can draw?" Julio snorted. "He should. Rodents love centipedes." Manly Stanley cringed and scurried down into the shadows. "Look, Julio. You scared him." "Pfff." I tapped on the glass. "Don't worry, Manly, I'll protect you." "Come on, guys," Rubin said. "We're wasting time." I poked my chin with my black Sharpie. "Are moles rodents?" "Yeah, moles!" Julio said. "You got moles here?" Willy asked. He was from California and knew lots of stuff we didn't. "I haven't seen any." "I got a mole in my armpit," Rubin said. "Want to see it?" Willy laughed.Me and Julio looked at Rubin like, Are you for real? Rubin put up his hands. "I'm just saying." Mr. Purdy walked by and glanced down at our poster. "Great work, boys. Keep _going." We looked up and grinned. "We will, Mr. Purdy. But we can't think of any more rodents." Mr. Purdy pinched his jaw. "Well now. Let's see. Why don't you think of yourself as a cat? What rodents might you see if you were hunting in the weeds?" "Yeah-yeah," Julio said. "Be a cat. That's good, Mr. Purdy, thanks." Mr. Purdy winked and moved on. Rubin bent close and mumbled, "Just don't be a black cat, or else we might get bad luck." Julio scoffed. "Then I'm a black one, _Rubin. Just for you." "Black, yellow, green, or purple," I said. "Mr. Purdy had a good idea. So pretend you're a cat. What do you see?" Rubin snapped his fingers. "A mouse." "We already have a mouse," I said. "We can have two." Julio elbowed Rubin away from the table. "You're not helping, Rubin. Go breathe your dead squid breath on Shayla or something." Mr. Purdy was leaning over Maya's desk, helping her. He looked at us over his shoulder. Julio pointed at Rubin and started to say something. I grabbed his arm. "Don't, Julio, you're going to get us in trouble." Mr. Purdy gave us his raised-eyebrow look. He had been in the army and could really do that good, even better than Mrs. Leonard, the principal. "Is there a problem over there, boys?" I gave Mr. Purdy my best smile. "No, Mr. Purdy. No problem. Right, Julio?" I banged Julio's arm. "Just kidding," Julio said, white teeth gleaming. Mr. Purdy nodded and turned back to Maya. Rubin leaned close and tapped the table with his finger. "See what I mean? You just mention black cats and you got trouble. You got to watch out. Believe it, or don't." And I didn't. Too bad...because Rubin was right. 2 - Zippy After school I rode my bike home with Willy and Julio. Usually I had to walk with my little sister, Excerpted from Calvin Coconut: The Zippy Fix by Graham Salisbury All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
