Allergic to Girls, School, and Other Scary Things (Alvin Ho Series, Book 1)
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ALVIN HO IS an Asian American second grader who is afraid of everything--elevators, tunnels, girls, and, most of all, school. He's so afraid of school that, while he's there, he never, ever, says a word. But at home he's a very loud superhero named Firecracker Man, a brother to Calvin and Anibelly, and a gentleman-in-training, so he can be just like his dad.
From the author of the ALA Notable Ruby Lu series comes a funny and touching chapter book--perfect for both beginning and reluctant readers-- that introduces a truly unforgettable character.
the blow coming to me, when Louise made a couple of unexpected right turns and before I knew it, she had pulled right in front of Brigham’s Ice Cream! “Did you take a wrong turn?” I squeaked from the backseat. Usually we go to Brigham’s to celebrate a birthday or a good report card, but never before for cursing a grown-up. “No, son,” my dad said. I love it when he calls me that. I like it even more than my own name, which I like a lot. “Then why are we here?” I asked. “Therapy is rough,
my wits. And like my dad says, “Out of sight, out of mind,” which means if you don’t see me, you won’t think of me either. But finally, when my mom saw my empty place at the dinner table, she thought of me. My mom is da mom. She never had another life, like my dad, who was probably secretly a gung fu action hero spymaster assassin before he was a dad. She was always a mom—she was practically born that way—but that’s okay. She is really super-duper. She is not afraid of heights. She can climb a
is my hero,” Esha said to her friend Flea. “You know, he kept a really cool journal. My sister says we get to read parts of it in second grade.” Everyone pushed past me. Eli shoved Scooter and Scooter shoved back. “You’re it!” cried Scooter, tagging Eli, who tripped backward over Jules, who was curled on the floor waiting for Sam to leapfrog. Then Hobson and Nhia scuttled across the room like two crabs in a death lock. They were terrific! Everything whirled around me. I was in the middle of it,
War started way before I was born. The third thing you should know about me is that I have a dog named Lucy and a brother named Calvin and a sister named Anibelly, who messes with my sticks and toys, eats my food, drinks my chocolate milk and gets in my way. I am not as big as Calvin, but I am bigger than Anibelly, who isn’t a baby anymore but doesn’t go to school yet. I am sort of nearly almost medium . . . when I stand on tiptoe and stretch at the same time, I am finally almost visible in my
looked a good deal like an alien. A real live alien potato fresh off a UFO. “You’re so lucky!” I said. “I’d love to look like that.” “Yeah,” said Jules. “It’s really great except for the itching.” “You got any you can’t reach?” I asked. “Yeah, right up the middle of my back,” said Jules, squirming. So I gave Jules a hand. I think it is one of the rules of being a gentleman, but I don’t really know, I can’t remember. “Thanks,” said Jules. “Anytime,” I said. “Time’s up!” Pinky hissed from