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The Silver Donkey
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Sonya Hartnett Don Powers
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The Silver Donkey

Sonya Hartnett Don Powers


Candlewick Press (MA)

Traditional stories (Children's&YA)


266 pages

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One bright spring morning in the woods of France, a soldier, blinded by the war, is found by a little girl named Coco, and her older sister Marcelle. In return for their kindness, the soldier tells the sisters marvellous tales, each story connected to the keepsake he carries in his pocket: a perfect, tiny silver donkey. As the days pass and they struggle in secret to help the soldier reach home, Coco and Marcelle learn the truth behind the silver donkey, and what the precious object means: honesty, loyalty, and courage.

By:   Sonya Hartnett
Illustrated by:   Don Powers
Imprint:   Candlewick Press (MA)
Dimensions:   Height: 196mm,  Width: 135mm,  Spine: 20mm
Weight:   272g
ISBN:   9780763673147
ISBN 10:   0763673145
Pages:   266
Publication Date:   February 2014
Audience:   Children/juvenile ,  English as a second language
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active

Sonya Hartnett is the acclaimed author of THURSDAY'S CHILD, WHAT THE BIRDS SEE, STRIPES OF THE SIDESTEP WOLF, SURRENDER, and several other novels. She has won many awards, including the Children's Book Council of Australia Book of the Year Award for THE SILVER DONKEY. Sonya Hartnett lives in Australia. Don Powers is a fine artist who specializes in portraits and landscapes. THE SILVER DONKEY is his first book for children. He lives in Thomasville, Georgia.

Who's there? cried the man, and then repeated it in a language that the sisters understood. Qui est la? Who's there? He looked toward Marcelle and Coco and must have seen two skinny, flash-eyed little girls, wild as kittens born under stables, the taller dressed in her brother's hand-me-downs, the smaller rumpled as a street urchin - but then he looked to the moldery soil and up into the trees, and behind himself toward the distant sea. . . . He scrambled backward in the dirt, covering his knees in mud. Who is there? he asked again. Marcelle and Coco stared. . . . It's just us, said Marcelle. No one else. The man stopped scrabbling and became very still. . . . I can't see you, he said nervously. I'm blind. Who are you? . . . The girls, emboldened, peered more closely at their discovery, stepping from the shadows like fawns. They saw that the man had untidy brown hair and that his face was rather dirty. Coco, who had a sparrow's quick eyes, saw that he held something silver and enticing in his palm, something that twinkled and gleamed. . . . I'm Marcelle, she told him. I'm ten. This is my sister, Coco. She's eight. Her real name is Therese, but everybody calls her Coco. . . . Are you a soldier? asked Coco unexpectedly. The man hunkered against the tree. Why do you ask that? Well, you are a bit like a solider. You have a soldier's blanket and a soldiers' boots. And once there were soldiers who slept a night in our village and they spoke in a funny way, the same way you do. It's called an accent, said Marcelle with superiority. The man was fidgeting, casting his blind gaze about. The fascinating silver thing remained closed in his hand, gleamy as a fishhook, hidden as a jewel. He said, I am a solider - well, I used to be. I'm not one anymore. _______ THE SILVER DONKEY by Sonya Hartnett. Copyright (c) 2006 by Sonya Hartnett. Published by Candlewick Press, Inc., Cambridg

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