Freddie
Figg is your typical grade school student, who for whatever reason is always
getting himself into trouble, whether or not he had actually been at fault; and
is now in the principal’s office, along with his mother so you can try to
explain what happened.
At
this apparently advanced grade school, imagine dissect a squid there in the
fourth or fifth grade. When I went to school we dissected a frog in our seventh
grade science class.
Everything
had been fine. Ms. Brown had passed out the trays of squids wrapped up in a
plastic wrap and then left to go to the supply room to get everything they
would need to do the dissecting.
Soon
afterwards hapless Freddie had been the only one who saw a squid coming out the
sink of the teacher’s lab table, a squid who wanted to play a game of hide and
seek with him. But after several futile attempts in getting Oscar or Zoe to see
the squid, Freddie it upon to get everyone else out of the classroom and into
the hallway so he could get rid of the squid himself.
As
the story progresses the squid gets bigger and bigger until it was a large as a
car, and at the same time the struggle better Freddie and the squid
intensifies. At the end of the story, Freddie had returned the squid to the
sink and drain from where it came from. There was no sign of the squid actually
being there except for the slime and ink which were now mysteriously covering
Freddie as well as the walls and floor.
Was
what Freddie told the principal and his mother the truth or had it been a
wonderful fantasy from his imagination? You’ll have to decide for yourselves.
But be warned the last sentence might have you thinking about your answer a
second time.
For
having written this delightful story which you’ll have to read in one sitting
I’m giving this book 5 STARS.
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