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Thursday, March 17, 2016

#IABBAddict: Spinne the #Spider's Big #City #Adventure by MaeMae Spencer

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ABOUT THE BOOK


Spinne the Spider's Big City AdventureAuthor: MaeMae Spencer

Title: Spinne the Spider's Big City Adventure

Pages: 42

Genre: children's book

Date published: October 2, 2015


Synopsis:
Born with only six legs, Spinne is a unique spider. Through hard work she's living life the same as any other spider, without letting her disability disable her. With the love and support of her family, she knows she can accomplish great things. 

Lately she has been dreaming of an adventure all her own. One day when she's older, her mom says, she will have plenty of adventures. Knowing this doesn't keep her from dreaming. 

After accidentally falling asleep on a car, Spinne finds herself zooming from the country to the big city. Looks like that big adventure is going to happen sooner than she realized. Is she ready? Find out in Spinne the Spider's Big City Adventure!


EXCERPT
Stars twinkled overhead, creating a blanket of light in the sky. Spinne sat on the ledge outside the window of the house, looking up.
"Mom, there has to be more to life than this," she said, waving one of her six legs.
"There is, dear. There is a whole wide world out there. But not all of it is nice, or safe, or kind," she answered as she spun a cocoon around their dinner.
Spinne had been born with only six legs, and it made some tasks like creating an effective web more difficult. Having less legs than every other spider she knew was the way it had always been, so she made it work. "You've said it yourself, we should judge by who someone is on the inside, not what they look like on the outside. I'm good inside. How can we be sure I won't be just fine out there?" This was a conversation they'd had more than once. Spinne wanted to see the good in everyone, and she didn't understand why her mother was so sure about those she hadn't met.
Spinne's mom finished her task and slid down from the web to sit beside her. She looked up at the sky, at the same stars Spinne was studying. "When you were little — a few days old — a group of young ants wandered by. They noticed right away that you were different. One of them made a rude remark about your missing legs and that ant's mother, who was walking along behind, looked over and saw you. She didn't correct her son's mistake, which tells me she didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said."
With wide eyes, Spinne looked up at her mom. "What did you do?"
"I was shocked at his words and even more shocked at his mother's reaction. I was furious enough to give her a piece of my mind but, by the time I recovered, they were gone. What I did instead was cry, and then I promised myself — and you — that I would protect you from that sort of behavior as long as I live. I haven't seen those ants since that day, or I would certainly let them know how inappropriate their responses to you were."
The moonlight shone down, reflecting off the tear as it slipped down her mom's face. The memory must have been very painful for her, if bringing it to mind made her cry again.
Spinne had never seen her mother cry before and felt awful about it. She wanted to make everything better, and searched her brain for something to say.
"Not everyone is like that, though. There are lots of good ones out there… right?"
She wiped the tear away. "Sure, there are plenty that are good."
Not convinced by her tone of voice, Spinne opened her mouth to ask why she didn't sound sure, then closed it again. Maybe she should leave well enough alone.

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