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My name is Maxi,
I ride in a taxi
Around New York City all day.
I sit seguinte to Jim,
(I belong to him),
But it wasn’t always this way.


I grew up in the city,
All dirty and gritty,
Looking for comida after dark.
I roamed all around,
Avoiding the pound,
And lived on my own in the park.


One dia a car stopped—
Its tire had popped.
Out stepped a tall man, I could see.
He came over and said
As he patted my head,
“Are you lost? You can come início with me!”

Did I hear right? Oh, boy!
My tail wagged with joy—
I jumped right up on the seat!
He said, “My name’s Jim,”
I could ride início with him
And he’d give me...
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You wake up one morning. But you don’t feel like getting out of bed. Your arms and legs ache. Your head hurts. You have a fever. And your throat is sore.
“I’m sick,” you say. “I must have caught a germ.”
Everyone knows that germs can make you sick. But everyone knows how.

Germs are tiny living things. They are far too small to see with your eyes alone. In fact, a line of one thousand germs could fit across the topo, início of a pencil!
There are many different kinds of germs. But the two that usually make you sick are bacteria and viruses.


Under a microscope, some bacteria look like little round...
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Henry wanted to fly. Everybody in his family had gone up with the balloon, but The Man always declared, “I’m not flying with that cat!”


The Man had been taking pilot’s lessons, and this time he was going to solo.
Henry grumbled and his tail switched, as he watched the people crunch around on the crusty March snow.

The Kid and The Woman open the mouth of the colorful balloon, while The Man blew it up with a gasoline-powered fan. Then the Instructor blasted warm air into the balloon from the burner mounted on a frame below it.
“Watch your fuel gauge,” he told The Man. “You don’t want...
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I HAVE FEELINGS


WHAT TOM DID

Boy 1: Mrs. Rudolph, come see what Tom did.
Boy 2: Look what Tom did!
Boy 3: All por himself.
Girl 1: How did he reach?
Girl 2: Wow.
Girl 3: He must feel proud.
Girl 4: He’s a genius.
Boy 4: That’s some o espaço capsule!
Boy 5: He used up all the blocks.
Boy 6: It’s great, Tom.
Tom: Thanks.
John: I could do that.

WHAT JOHN DID

Boy 3: Poor Tom.
Girl 2: I can’t look.
Boy 2: John’s always doing things like that.
Girl 1: He has no feelings!
Boy 1: Mrs. Rudolph, come see what John did!
Boy 4: He did it on purpose!
Girl 4: You’re mean!
Boy 6: You’re spiteful!
Tom...
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Cows are grazing in an open window. They are dairy cows, the leite makers.


Other animais make milk, too. But dairy cows make most of the leite we use.

There are five common breeds of dairy cows. The Holstein-Friesian is the most popular because it can produce mais leite than the other breeds.


A cow is able to make leite when she is two years old and has given birth to a calf. Her leite is the comida for her baby. She makes mais than her bezerro will ever need—so we use the extra milk.

A few months after her bezerro is born, a cow is bred again to have another calf. She will be pregnant for nine months. Two...
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I live at 165 East 95th Street, New York City, and I’m going to stay here forever.


My mother and father are moving. Out West.

They say I have to go, too.
They say I can’t stay here forever.


Out West nobody plays baseball because they’re too busy chasing buffaloes.

And there’s cactus everywhere you look.
But if you don’t look, you have to stand up just as soon you sit down.


Out West it takes fifteen minutos just to say hello.
Like this: H-O-W-W-W-D-Y, P-A-A-A-R-D-N-E-R.

Out West I’ll look silly all the time.
I’ll have to wear chaps and spurs and a bandana and a hat so big...
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Alistair Grittle was a sensible boy.


Every dia he made a list of the things he had to do.
Then he made a list of things he did not have to do.

He was always on time for school. The school clock was set por Alistair’s watch.


He hung up his jaqueta every night and put his shoes in plastic bags.

Alistair took especially good care of biblioteca books. He washed his hands before he read them so that he would not smudge the pages. And he always returned them to the biblioteca on time.


One day, when Alistair was returning his books to the library, something unusual happened.


He was picked up por a o espaço ship and...
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Have you ever seen dinosaur skeletons in a museum?
I have.
I visit them all the time.
I went again yesterday.

I saw APATOSAURUS.


I saw CORYTHOSAURUS.

I saw IGUANODON and TRICERATOPS.
I like to say their names.


SCOLOSAURUS was just where I had left it.
And TYRANNOSAURUS REX looked as fierce as ever.
TYRANNOSAURUS used to scare me.
I still can’t believe how big it is.
Just its head is almost twice my size.

I’m not afraid of dinossauros anymore.
Sometimes I call them “you bag of bones” under my breath
I can spend hours looking at them.
I used to wonder where they came from and how they got into the museum....
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Run outside to play in the warm summer sun where the grama grows tall and sunflowers fill the fields.

Baby bears play just like you.
They grow fat and round on fresh summer grama and learn to catch their first peixe jantar down por the riverbank.
Summer is time to learn and to grow.

Baby mountain ovelha, ovelhas learn the safest path to summer meadows. gosling, ganso wings grow stronger, their voices louder.

Up in the trees, the songs of spring suddenly soften. rouxinol, toutinegra mothers and rouxinol, toutinegra fathers, busy feeding their young, have little time to sing. Hummingbirds sip nectar for themselves and catch bugs for their tiny...
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“It’s there! It’s really there!”
The rotting hull of a ship has been found on the ocean floor. Within the wreck lies a fabulous treasure.

The story of each underwater treasure hunt is different, but each goes back to the same beginning…the sinking of a ship. The story of the hunt for the Nuestra Señora de Atocha, a Spanish galleon, begins the same way.

THE ATOCHA
The Sinking

It is 1622. The Atocha with its fleet of sister ships, makes its way back from South America to Spain. The Atocha is a treasure ship, laden with gold, jewels, silver bars, and thousands of coins.
The fleet makes a...
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“Good morning,” said Wilbur.
“You’re late,” grumbled the director.
Wilbur had only ten minutos to get made up, go to Wardrobe, and finish learning his lines.

“Hold still,” said Maxine, the makeup woman. “I have to make you look strong and smart. It isn’t easy, you know!” she joked.
With practiced skill, the Wardrobe Department transformed Wilbur into the Bionic Bunny.
First they snapped on his costume with the built-in muscles.
They tied his bionic sneakers, which made him taller.
They strapped on his bionic wristwatcher, which supposedly let him see anything anywhere.
Finally,...
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WINTER MORNING
por Ogden Nash

Winter is the king of showmen,
Turning árvore stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over the lakes.
Smooth and clean and frost white
The world looks good enough to bite.
That’s the season to be young,
Catching snowflakes on your tongue.

Snow is snowy when it’s snowing
I’m sorry it’s slushy when it’s going.


SNOW
por Karla Kuskin

We’ll play in the snow
And stray in the snow
And stay in the snow
In a snow-white park.
We’ll clown in the snow
And frown in the snow
Fall down in the snow
Till it’s after dark.
We’ll cook snow pies
In a big snow pan.
We’ll make snow eyes
In a round snow man.
We’ll sing snow songs
And chant snow chants
And roll in the snow
In our fat snow pants.
And when it’s time to go início to eat
We’ll have snow toes
On our frosted feet.