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The Girl With 500 Middle Names
The Girl With 500 Middle Names
The Girl With 500 Middle Names
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The Girl With 500 Middle Names

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JANIE WHO?

It's hard enough being the new kid in school. It's even tougher when all of your new classmates live in big houses and wear expensive clothes, while your parents have little and are risking everything just to give you a chance at a better life.

Now Janie's about to do something that will make her stand out even more among the rich kids at Satterthwaite School. Something that will have everyone wondering just who Janie Sams really is. And something that will mean totally unexpected changes for Janie and her family.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 14, 2012
ISBN9781442457805
The Girl With 500 Middle Names
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Margaret Peterson Haddix

Margaret Peterson Haddix grew up on a farm in Ohio. As a kid, she knew two girls who had the exact same first, middle, and last names and shared the same birthday—only one year apart—and she always thought that was bizarre. As an adult, Haddix worked as a newspaper reporter and copy editor in Indiana before her first book, Running Out of Time, was published. She has since written more than forty books for kids and teens, including the Greystone Secrets series, the Shadow Children series, the Missing series, the Children of Exile series, and lots of stand-alones. Haddix and her husband, Doug, now live in Columbus, Ohio, where they raised their two kids. You can learn more about her at haddixbooks.com.

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  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    a very sweet story i remember reading in elementary school. 20 years later it still holds up. 10/10
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    Review: The book is about a girl named Janie who lives in a poor part of town and goes to a school that is literally falling apart. When Janie's mom notices the education that Janie is getting is not good she knows she needs to go to a better school. Her family cannot afford this because her dad does not work from an injury and her mom makes very little money. Janie's mom decides that she is going to knit sweaters for a speciality store and that is going pay for her family to move to the suburbs so that Janie can go to a better school. Janie starts school and she does not fit in because all her classmates live in big houses and have new clothes that fit them. Janie's clothes are falling apart and too small on her. Shortly after the move Janie's mom is not able to sell sweaters at the store any longer and now she has tons of knitted sweaters that didn't sell. Janie decides that instead of getting new clothes for the school year she will just wear the sweaters that her mom knitted even though they have other people's names on them. Janie is a strong girl and pushes through all the teasing she gets about having other people's names on her clothes. In the end Janie's mom decided to cell her sweaters on her own to pay for a place for her family to live so that Janie can go to a good school. Genre: Realistic FictionGenre Critique: This book is a good example of a realistic fiction book because the events that take place in the story could all happen in real life. There are a lot of children who could relate to Janie because she goes to a school that is run down and poor and she lives in a low income part of town. There are a lot of children who live in situations like this, although I do not think schools would be aloud to operate if they were in the condition that the school was described like in the book. There are also children who could relate to Janie that move to new communities and go to a different school. Children like Janie struggle to fit and search for things that they can do just to fit it. Plot Critique: In this story there are many conflicts that happen. The conflicts in the story keep you involved and they help move the story along at a quick pace. The main conflict that stems all of the other conflict in the story is person against society. All of the conflict that happens in the book happens because Janie and her family have very little money. Throughout the whole book different conflicts arise because of her family being poor.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Janie is a new girl at school. She comes from a family with very little money into a school of kids with big houses and fancy clothes. Her mother knits sweaters and puts customers' names on them. This helps bring in some income, but then the store owner gives them all back. Janie eventually starts wearing them all to school. She tells people that the names on the sweaters are her middle names. Janie's bravery starts a new trend and does good things for her family and helps her to make a new friend,Good book for having discussions about new kids at school...what they go through. Also could start conversations about those who have more or less than others.

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The Girl With 500 Middle Names - Margaret Peterson Haddix

Chapter One

Good-bye, broken chalkboard, I whispered. Good-bye, cracked floor.

Cross-eyed Krissy turned around and glared at me. Nobody’s supposed to call her that, but everybody does—just not to her face. Krissy had to go through first grade two times, so she’s older and bigger than the rest of us third graders. Nobody messes with her. But it’s hard not to stare at her eyes. They don’t look in the same direction at the same time. At the beginning of last year, I asked her if she could teach me how to do that with my eyes. I thought it was a talent, like whistling or walking on your hands. Cross-eyed Krissy looked at me—first with one eye, then the other—and then she spit right on my shoes. Everybody told me I was lucky she didn’t beat me up.

Now I shrank down in my seat, like I did every time Cross-eyed Krissy turned around.

"What are you talking about?" she growled.

I reminded myself I wouldn’t see Krissy ever again after today either. I spoke up, bold as brass.

I’m saying good-bye, I said. I’m going to a new school on Monday.

Yeah? Krissy said.

Yeah, I said, suddenly too full of my news to keep it to myself. "And it’s nice. It doesn’t have any broken windows at all. It’s got carpet three inches thick in all the classrooms, my momma says. And all the kids get to work on computers. And they have a reading corner in the library with fairy-tale people painted on the wall."

Krissy squinted at me. One eye seemed to look off to where one of our classroom windows had been covered with plywood all year long. The other eye just showed white. It was a scary thing, Krissy squinting.

You’re lying, she said, playing with the bottom part of her desk, where it came loose all the time. It made a tapping noise, like a drum. There ain’t no schools like that.

Children, our teacher, Mrs. Stockrun, said from behind her desk at the front. I should not be hearing any noise right now. Aren’t you doing your worksheets?

But she didn’t even look up. I think she was reading a magazine. One of the boys blew a spitball at her desk.

"I am not lying," I told Krissy.

Cassandra from across the aisle looked over at us.

She’s telling the truth, she told Krissy. I heard Mrs. Stockrun tell Mrs. Mungo during recess, someone’s leaving. ‘One less paper to grade,’ she said.

I felt sad, all of a sudden, that Mrs. Stockrun wasn’t going to miss me any more than that. But I wasn’t going to miss her, either.

So she’s leaving, Krissy said, like she didn’t want to be proved wrong. That don’t mean she’s going someplace nice.

Cassandra was turning a bad word someone had written on the top of her desk into a flower. It had hundreds of petals, and leaves dangling like ivy. It was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen drawn on a desk.

Oh, she is. I heard that, too, Cassandra said. She heard everything. "Mrs. Stockrun said she’s going to the suburbs."

Krissy frowned. I wondered if she’d hit Cassandra for talking back to her. I just wanted to get out of this school without seeing another fight. But Krissy was frowning at me.

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