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A Field Guide to Ruffling Feathers

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$9.99 US
5.13"W x 7.75"H x 1"D  
On sale Sep 01, 2020 | 384 Pages | 9780425290453
Grades 4-7
Reading Level: Lexile 750L | Fountas & Pinnell U
From the award-winning author of The First Rule of Punk comes the story of four kids who form an alternative Scout troop that shakes up their sleepy Florida town.

*"Writing with wry restraint that's reminiscent of Kate DiCamillo... a beautiful tale." —Kirkus Reviews, starred review

When three very different girls find a mysterious invitation to a lavish mansion, the promise of adventure and mischief is too intriguing to pass up. Ofelia Castillo (a budding journalist), Aster Douglas (a bookish foodie), and Cat Garcia (a rule-abiding birdwatcher) meet the kid behind the invite, Lane DiSanti, and it isn't love at first sight. But they soon bond over a shared mission to get the Floras, their local Scouts, to ditch an outdated tradition. In their quest for justice, independence, and an unforgettable summer, the girls form their own troop and find something they didn't know they needed: sisterhood.
Celia C. Pérez is the author of the award-winning and critically acclaimed books The First Rule of Punk and Strange Birds: A Field Guide to Ruffling Feathers. She lives in Chicago with her family, where in addition to writing books about lovable weirdos and outsiders, she works as a librarian. When she was in middle school, she filled diaries with recaps of televised wrestling matches. Visit her at celiacperez.com.
  View titles by Celia C. Pérez
Chapter 1
 
The pencil Ofelia tapped against her reporter’s notebook was part of a set, a last-day-of-school gift from her favorite teacher, Ms. Niggli. She’d given them to all the newspaper staffers who were moving on to middle school. Ofelia knew they were nice pencils. Not generic twelve for-two-dollars pencils. Each one was topped with a black eraser, and on its natural wood color was a quote by a man named Woody Guthrie: “All you can write is what you see.”
She had asked Ms. Niggli what the quote meant, and Ms. Niggli had answered in the way teachers do. “What do you think it means?”
Ofelia hoped it didn’t mean that all you could write was, literally, what you saw. Woody Guthrie had obviously never lived in Sabal Palms, Florida.
What she saw outside the window of her mother’s car on that first Monday morning of summer break was the same thing she saw every Monday morning. There was Doña Amalia from next door wheeling her overflowing blue recycling bin across her driveway. The wheels crunched over gravel as she struggled to drag it. Once at the curb, she opened the lid and pulled out the topmost object. Then she aimed it at Chucho.
Chucho was a rooster that had shown up one day after a tropical storm battered their town. He moved into the tree in front of Doña Amalia’s house and never left. Someone on their street—no one remembers who—named him “Chucho,” and it stuck.
Chucho had the prettiest burnt-orange feathers, but his handsomeness didn’t outweigh his bad habits. The rooster pooped on cars when Doña Amalia had company parked out front. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he crowed all day, like his internal alarm clock was out of whack, drawing the wrath not just of Ofelia’s neighbor, but of the entire street.
As a rinsed-out can of Goya black beans flew through the air, it occurred to Ofelia that the only thing that really changed from week to week was the item Doña Amalia threw at the bird with all the strength her seventy-something-year old arm could muster. The can missed its mark but startled the rooster who flew from his perch, squawking angrily as he strutted down the street.
Ofelia watched her mom make her way toward the car, purse hanging on her right shoulder, keys in hand.
“Dale, Doña Amalia!” Mrs. Castillo called out. “If you hit that bird, I’ll make arroz con gallo for us.”
Ha-ha, Ofelia thought. She pulled off her glasses and wiped them on her T-shirt. She didn’t need them to see that the two women were now laughing like it was the first time her mom had made that joke.
She held up the pencil to her nose and inhaled the cedar scent. It smelled like an amazing story. It smelled like the truth. That, she realized, was all she could write. And that was what would win the Qwerty Sholes Journalism Contest.
Five lucky seventh-graders from around the country were picked each year to attend a summer journalism camp in New York City. Winning the contest not only meant being recognized for her writing. It meant going away without her parents and proving to them, once and for all, that she could be responsible and independent. But as she watched Doña Amalia push down the contents of her recycling bin, close the lid, and head back up her driveway, she saw her Qwerty Sholes dreams circling the drain.
Ofelia sighed and looked at the blank page.
“Let me remind you that you are not to write anything in your little notebook,” Mrs. Castillo said, settling into the driver’s seat and glancing in Ofelia’s direction. “Nothing you see, nothing you hear.”
“What kinds of things might I see or hear that I shouldn’t write about?” She wiggled her eyebrows at her mom.
“Ni una palabra, Ofelia,” Mrs. Castillo warned again.
“None of your Nancy Drew business.”
“Nancy Drew is a sleuth,” Ofelia said. “She looks for clues to solve mysteries. I’m a journalist. I look for stories to write.”
“Hmm,” Mrs. Castillo said. “Both sound nosy to me.”
Ofelia thought about what her mother said. She knew that she wanted to be a journalist when she learned about the muckrakers in social studies class. In the late-nineteenth and early-twentieth centuries, journalists like Ida B. Wells, Nellie Bly, and Ida Tarbell exposed corruption. They noticed injustices and then, through their stories, forced the world to notice them too.
Ms. Niggli said no one really used the term muckraker anymore, that today they call them investigative journalists. Still, Ofelia relished the idea of raking the muck off and exposing things. Like raking the tomato sauce off the “meatballs” in the school cafeteria and exposing them for the textured vegetable protein balls they really were. Or like the topic of her very first story in the second grade—an exposé on the three wise men—after she caught her parents, not los Reyes Magos, leaving gifts for her on January 6. It made her wonder what else the adults in her life were hiding.
Maybe she could be Nancy Drew and Ida B. Wells all in one. She certainly didn’t want to be a Lois Lane type of journalist who didn’t even realize that Clark Kent was Superman wearing glasses.
“But what am I supposed to do there all summer, Ma?” Ofelia asked, struggling to keep from whining.
In books and movies, summer break meant spending your days outside looking for adventures. Her friend Andrea was flying alone to visit her cousins in California, and then she was going to sleepaway camp. Ofelia, on the other hand, got to go to work with her mom.
She squirmed with embarrassment and wondered how many twelve-year-olds had parents as overprotective as hers. She knew kids who were unsupervised after school and during the summer and went to the movies with friends, not with their parents.
“When I was a little girl in Cuba, we would make a whole game out of an empty box,” Mrs. Castillo said, proudly. “You can help me if you need something to do. I’m going to be very busy with the preparations for the Floras Centennial.”
“Just point me to the nearest box, please,” Ofelia said with fake enthusiasm.
“Bueno, read, be bored,” Mrs. Castillo said. “It’s not the worst thing in the world.”
Ofelia stuck the pencil in her mouth and bit down so hard the thin glossy coat over the word can cracked between her teeth. It was as if even the pencil had known she was doomed.
Being bored, being stuck in an old, dusty house all summer, those were the absolute worst things in the world. Ofelia pressed the steely gray lead of her pencil against the page and wrote:

Dead Body Found at DiSanti Mansion. Boredom Sought for Questioning.

By Ofelia Castillo

Discussion Guide for Strange Birds

Provides questions, discussion topics, suggested reading lists, introductions and/or author Q&As, which are intended to enhance reading groups’ experiences.

(Please note: the guide displayed here is the most recently uploaded version; while unlikely, any page citation discrepancies between the guide and book is likely due to pagination differences between a book’s different formats.)

Praise and accolades for STRANGE BIRDS:

Washington Post Best Children's Books of 2019
An ALSC Notable Children's Book
Kirkus Best Children's Books of 2019
Chicago Public Library's Best of the Best Books of 2019
CSMCL's Best Multicultural Children's Books of 2019
A 2020 Rise: A Feminist Book Project List selection
Charlie May Simon Book Award
New Jersey Garden State Book Award
South Carolina Children's Book Award
South Dakota Children's Book Award


"Strange Birds respects its readers’ intelligence and sophistication. Pérez’s charming story explores what is means to belong to a community while being willing to stage small but significant revolutions, all the while reveling in the joy of childhood."
—Erika L. Sanchez, New York Times bestselling author of I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter for The New York Times Book Review

"Thought-provoking, timely, and laugh-out-loud funnyStrange Birds explores friendship, community, and the role each of us plays in creating a better world."
Aisha Saeed, New York Times bestselling author of Amal Unbound

"Strange Birds is an inspiring story about the power of truth, and of true friends."
Rebecca Stead, New York Times bestselling author of the Newbery Medal winner When You Reach Me

★ "Writing with wry restraint that's reminiscent of Kate DiCamillo... a beautiful tale of the value of friendship against unconquerable odds." 
Kirkus Reviews, starred review

★ "Four unique personalities form a crew with a mission in this engaging, well-plotted second novel from Pérez."
Publishers Weekly, starred review

★ "A perfect title for school and public libraries seeking realistic books about friendship."
School Library Journal, starred review

★ "Perfect for preteens becoming aware that friendships can be complicated, and that the world is more so."
The Horn Book, starred review

Select praise and accolades for THE FIRST RULE OF PUNK:

★ "Thoughtful."
Kirkus Reviews, starred review
★ "Those who enjoy vivacious, plucky heroines... will eagerly embrace Malú."
School Library Journal, starred review
★ "A rowdy reminder that people are at their best when they aren't forced into neat, tidy boxes."
Publishers Weekly, starred review

A 2018 Pura Belpré Author Honor Book * An ALSC Notable Children's Book * A 2018 Tomás Rivera Mexican American Children's Book Award Winner * A 2017 ABA Indies Introduce Title * A Kids' Indie Next List Pick * An E.B. White Read-Aloud Middle Reader Award finalist * A 2018 Boston Globe-Horn Book Fiction and Poetry Honor Book

About

From the award-winning author of The First Rule of Punk comes the story of four kids who form an alternative Scout troop that shakes up their sleepy Florida town.

*"Writing with wry restraint that's reminiscent of Kate DiCamillo... a beautiful tale." —Kirkus Reviews, starred review

When three very different girls find a mysterious invitation to a lavish mansion, the promise of adventure and mischief is too intriguing to pass up. Ofelia Castillo (a budding journalist), Aster Douglas (a bookish foodie), and Cat Garcia (a rule-abiding birdwatcher) meet the kid behind the invite, Lane DiSanti, and it isn't love at first sight. But they soon bond over a shared mission to get the Floras, their local Scouts, to ditch an outdated tradition. In their quest for justice, independence, and an unforgettable summer, the girls form their own troop and find something they didn't know they needed: sisterhood.

Author

Celia C. Pérez is the author of the award-winning and critically acclaimed books The First Rule of Punk and Strange Birds: A Field Guide to Ruffling Feathers. She lives in Chicago with her family, where in addition to writing books about lovable weirdos and outsiders, she works as a librarian. When she was in middle school, she filled diaries with recaps of televised wrestling matches. Visit her at celiacperez.com.
  View titles by Celia C. Pérez

Excerpt

Chapter 1
 
The pencil Ofelia tapped against her reporter’s notebook was part of a set, a last-day-of-school gift from her favorite teacher, Ms. Niggli. She’d given them to all the newspaper staffers who were moving on to middle school. Ofelia knew they were nice pencils. Not generic twelve for-two-dollars pencils. Each one was topped with a black eraser, and on its natural wood color was a quote by a man named Woody Guthrie: “All you can write is what you see.”
She had asked Ms. Niggli what the quote meant, and Ms. Niggli had answered in the way teachers do. “What do you think it means?”
Ofelia hoped it didn’t mean that all you could write was, literally, what you saw. Woody Guthrie had obviously never lived in Sabal Palms, Florida.
What she saw outside the window of her mother’s car on that first Monday morning of summer break was the same thing she saw every Monday morning. There was Doña Amalia from next door wheeling her overflowing blue recycling bin across her driveway. The wheels crunched over gravel as she struggled to drag it. Once at the curb, she opened the lid and pulled out the topmost object. Then she aimed it at Chucho.
Chucho was a rooster that had shown up one day after a tropical storm battered their town. He moved into the tree in front of Doña Amalia’s house and never left. Someone on their street—no one remembers who—named him “Chucho,” and it stuck.
Chucho had the prettiest burnt-orange feathers, but his handsomeness didn’t outweigh his bad habits. The rooster pooped on cars when Doña Amalia had company parked out front. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he crowed all day, like his internal alarm clock was out of whack, drawing the wrath not just of Ofelia’s neighbor, but of the entire street.
As a rinsed-out can of Goya black beans flew through the air, it occurred to Ofelia that the only thing that really changed from week to week was the item Doña Amalia threw at the bird with all the strength her seventy-something-year old arm could muster. The can missed its mark but startled the rooster who flew from his perch, squawking angrily as he strutted down the street.
Ofelia watched her mom make her way toward the car, purse hanging on her right shoulder, keys in hand.
“Dale, Doña Amalia!” Mrs. Castillo called out. “If you hit that bird, I’ll make arroz con gallo for us.”
Ha-ha, Ofelia thought. She pulled off her glasses and wiped them on her T-shirt. She didn’t need them to see that the two women were now laughing like it was the first time her mom had made that joke.
She held up the pencil to her nose and inhaled the cedar scent. It smelled like an amazing story. It smelled like the truth. That, she realized, was all she could write. And that was what would win the Qwerty Sholes Journalism Contest.
Five lucky seventh-graders from around the country were picked each year to attend a summer journalism camp in New York City. Winning the contest not only meant being recognized for her writing. It meant going away without her parents and proving to them, once and for all, that she could be responsible and independent. But as she watched Doña Amalia push down the contents of her recycling bin, close the lid, and head back up her driveway, she saw her Qwerty Sholes dreams circling the drain.
Ofelia sighed and looked at the blank page.
“Let me remind you that you are not to write anything in your little notebook,” Mrs. Castillo said, settling into the driver’s seat and glancing in Ofelia’s direction. “Nothing you see, nothing you hear.”
“What kinds of things might I see or hear that I shouldn’t write about?” She wiggled her eyebrows at her mom.
“Ni una palabra, Ofelia,” Mrs. Castillo warned again.
“None of your Nancy Drew business.”
“Nancy Drew is a sleuth,” Ofelia said. “She looks for clues to solve mysteries. I’m a journalist. I look for stories to write.”
“Hmm,” Mrs. Castillo said. “Both sound nosy to me.”
Ofelia thought about what her mother said. She knew that she wanted to be a journalist when she learned about the muckrakers in social studies class. In the late-nineteenth and early-twentieth centuries, journalists like Ida B. Wells, Nellie Bly, and Ida Tarbell exposed corruption. They noticed injustices and then, through their stories, forced the world to notice them too.
Ms. Niggli said no one really used the term muckraker anymore, that today they call them investigative journalists. Still, Ofelia relished the idea of raking the muck off and exposing things. Like raking the tomato sauce off the “meatballs” in the school cafeteria and exposing them for the textured vegetable protein balls they really were. Or like the topic of her very first story in the second grade—an exposé on the three wise men—after she caught her parents, not los Reyes Magos, leaving gifts for her on January 6. It made her wonder what else the adults in her life were hiding.
Maybe she could be Nancy Drew and Ida B. Wells all in one. She certainly didn’t want to be a Lois Lane type of journalist who didn’t even realize that Clark Kent was Superman wearing glasses.
“But what am I supposed to do there all summer, Ma?” Ofelia asked, struggling to keep from whining.
In books and movies, summer break meant spending your days outside looking for adventures. Her friend Andrea was flying alone to visit her cousins in California, and then she was going to sleepaway camp. Ofelia, on the other hand, got to go to work with her mom.
She squirmed with embarrassment and wondered how many twelve-year-olds had parents as overprotective as hers. She knew kids who were unsupervised after school and during the summer and went to the movies with friends, not with their parents.
“When I was a little girl in Cuba, we would make a whole game out of an empty box,” Mrs. Castillo said, proudly. “You can help me if you need something to do. I’m going to be very busy with the preparations for the Floras Centennial.”
“Just point me to the nearest box, please,” Ofelia said with fake enthusiasm.
“Bueno, read, be bored,” Mrs. Castillo said. “It’s not the worst thing in the world.”
Ofelia stuck the pencil in her mouth and bit down so hard the thin glossy coat over the word can cracked between her teeth. It was as if even the pencil had known she was doomed.
Being bored, being stuck in an old, dusty house all summer, those were the absolute worst things in the world. Ofelia pressed the steely gray lead of her pencil against the page and wrote:

Dead Body Found at DiSanti Mansion. Boredom Sought for Questioning.

By Ofelia Castillo

Guides

Discussion Guide for Strange Birds

Provides questions, discussion topics, suggested reading lists, introductions and/or author Q&As, which are intended to enhance reading groups’ experiences.

(Please note: the guide displayed here is the most recently uploaded version; while unlikely, any page citation discrepancies between the guide and book is likely due to pagination differences between a book’s different formats.)

Praise

Praise and accolades for STRANGE BIRDS:

Washington Post Best Children's Books of 2019
An ALSC Notable Children's Book
Kirkus Best Children's Books of 2019
Chicago Public Library's Best of the Best Books of 2019
CSMCL's Best Multicultural Children's Books of 2019
A 2020 Rise: A Feminist Book Project List selection
Charlie May Simon Book Award
New Jersey Garden State Book Award
South Carolina Children's Book Award
South Dakota Children's Book Award


"Strange Birds respects its readers’ intelligence and sophistication. Pérez’s charming story explores what is means to belong to a community while being willing to stage small but significant revolutions, all the while reveling in the joy of childhood."
—Erika L. Sanchez, New York Times bestselling author of I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter for The New York Times Book Review

"Thought-provoking, timely, and laugh-out-loud funnyStrange Birds explores friendship, community, and the role each of us plays in creating a better world."
Aisha Saeed, New York Times bestselling author of Amal Unbound

"Strange Birds is an inspiring story about the power of truth, and of true friends."
Rebecca Stead, New York Times bestselling author of the Newbery Medal winner When You Reach Me

★ "Writing with wry restraint that's reminiscent of Kate DiCamillo... a beautiful tale of the value of friendship against unconquerable odds." 
Kirkus Reviews, starred review

★ "Four unique personalities form a crew with a mission in this engaging, well-plotted second novel from Pérez."
Publishers Weekly, starred review

★ "A perfect title for school and public libraries seeking realistic books about friendship."
School Library Journal, starred review

★ "Perfect for preteens becoming aware that friendships can be complicated, and that the world is more so."
The Horn Book, starred review

Select praise and accolades for THE FIRST RULE OF PUNK:

★ "Thoughtful."
Kirkus Reviews, starred review
★ "Those who enjoy vivacious, plucky heroines... will eagerly embrace Malú."
School Library Journal, starred review
★ "A rowdy reminder that people are at their best when they aren't forced into neat, tidy boxes."
Publishers Weekly, starred review

A 2018 Pura Belpré Author Honor Book * An ALSC Notable Children's Book * A 2018 Tomás Rivera Mexican American Children's Book Award Winner * A 2017 ABA Indies Introduce Title * A Kids' Indie Next List Pick * An E.B. White Read-Aloud Middle Reader Award finalist * A 2018 Boston Globe-Horn Book Fiction and Poetry Honor Book

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