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The REAL Poop! A Cassandra Matthews Adventure
Category:
Children
Publisher: Magic & Make-Believe Press
ISBN-10: 0986565008
Type: Fiction
Pages: 188
Copyright: July 22, 2010
ISBN-13: 9780986565007
Cassie, her best friend Paulie, and his dog, Boo, fight to save Cassie's spot on a TV show, and to prevent the birds from starving over the long, cold winter.
Poop! Nine year old Cassandra Matthews couldn't believe that it all came down to poop...in this case, pigeon poop.
When Cassie's science project about backyard birds won first place, she was thrilled. The prize was a guest appearance on her favorite TV show, and Cassie could hardly wait to be on the show when it came to town for taping in the spring.
Then her teacher told Cassie that the runner up would take her place if she was unable to continue with her observations of the birds in her backyard until the show came to town. When Cassie found out that Stephanie Bartwelle, her nemesis since kindergarten was the runner up, she knew there was going to be trouble.
"You'll never be on that show; it's going to be me!" Stephanie vowed.
When the police showed up at Cassie's house, fining her for breaking a town bylaw against feeding pigeons, and forcing her to take down all of her bird feeders, Cassie knew that Stephanie was behind it.
Cassie was appalled. She knew she had to find a way to fight the bylaw, and save her spot on the show, but more importantly, save the birds from starving over the long, Canadian winter.
Excerpt
The blue-jay was trying to land on the tiny perches of the small feeder hanging from the maple tree. There was a flapping of wings as he slipped off, causing the tiny feeder to sway back and forth on its hanger. He kept trying though, again and again, but the tiny perch was just too small for the large bird. His wing slapped against the feeder and a bright, blue feather fluttered to the snow, but still he didn’t give up.
Cassie pulled her camera out of its case and snapped off some shots, first of the bird, then of the single blue feather. Tears filled her eyes as she watched the beautiful creature try to land on the perch again and again, failing every time.
“What are you doing, Cassie?”
“I’m going to keep recording what’s happening,” Cassie said. “I’m going to show people what the stupid bylaw does to all of the birds and animals that need to eat from the big feeders.”
“That’s a good idea,” Paulie said.
“ Look, over there,” Cassie whispered, pointing.
Paulie looked. The little red squirrel was hanging upside down from another tube feeder, the one suspended from a metal pole next to the snow covered picnic table. He was using his feet to anchor himself while his small, human-like hands tried to pry the seeds out of the minuscule holes.
Cassie snapped a picture. The squirrel turned at the sound. He chattered angrily and dropped to the ground. He raised his bushy tail, twitched it once, and ran off, leaving tiny footprints in the fresh snow. Cassie snapped a picture of the lonely footprints and sighed.
“We have to do something, Cassie. They can’t eat here anymore, and they won’t find food anywhere under all of this snow! This is terrible!” Paulie said, blinking rapidly. “What are we going to do?”
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