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Type: Hardcover
Item#: C5802
ISBN#: 1585671339
With inimitable illustrations by Kurt Wiese
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Freddy the pig is back in two more rollicking adventures from Walter R. Brooks!
Freddy Plays Football
by Walter R. Brooks
Ever since Walter R. Brooks created Freddy back in 1927, this resourceful pig has been beloved by kids and parents alike. In Brooks’ series of wry and winsome adventures, Freddy assumes an amazing number of vocations and avocations, leads his band of talking animals through marvelous adventures, and always provides hours of good fun for young readers.
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In our new duo of Freddy books, Freddy and the Popinjay and Freddy Plays Football, Freddy is up to some of his best tricks. In Football, he becomes a football star — but will he be stopped short of the goal line by a schemer victimizing the beloved Bean family (or rules barring pigs from play)? In Popinjay, Freddy is attacked by a robin who mistakes his tail for a worm — and there begins the tale of J.J. Pomeroy, the nearsighted robin, and Freddy’s good-natured attempts to help (which, as you might expect, take more than a few unexpected turns, including a joust with war horses, lances, and shields!)
Pick up these charming Freddy books and you’ll see why School Library Journal called Freddy “simply one of the greatest characters in children’s literature!” The New York Times Book Review even likened the Freddy series to the Winnie the Pooh series and Wind in the Willows. (We’re not in the habit of agreeing with the Times, but they got this one right!) So next time you’re looking for wholesome, genial, entertaining literature for your children, remember Freddy — and treat your kids to some of the best.
Freddy’s poetic wisdom (from Freddy and the Popinjay):
A lesson which we all must learn
Is this: without complaint
To be ourselves, and not too yearn
To be that which we ain't.
“That's pretty awful grammar," Freddy said to himself, "but there won't be time to fix it up. If I use it, I won't sign my name." He went on.
If cats had wings, and cows had claws
And pigs had shaggy pelts,
You'd never know your friends, because
They'd look like someone else.
“That may be true,” he said thoughtfully, “but it would be awfully interesting if they changed around. My goodness, the same old faces day after day — you do get tired of them.” But he went on with the poem.
Then be content with what you've got
And do not weep and wail,
For the leopard cannot change his spots
Nor the pig his curly tail. . . .
For pigs are pigs, and dogs are dogs,
And never the twain shall meet . . .
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