High Tide in Hawaii by Mary Pope Osborne Page A

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PZ7.O81167 Hi 2003 [Fic]—dc21 2002013781
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For Mel and Dana

 
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    One summer day in Frog Creek, Pennsylvania, a mysterious tree house appeared in the woods.
    Eight-year-old Jack and his seven-year-old sister, Annie, climbed into the tree house. They found that it was filled with books.
    Jack and Annie soon discovered that the tree house was magic. It could take them to the places in the books. All they had to do was point to a picture and wish to go there. While they are gone, no time at all passes in Frog Creek.
    Along the way, Jack and Annie discovered that the tree house belongs to Morgan le Fay. Morgan is a magical librarian of Camelot, the long-ago kingdom of King Arthur. She travels through time and space, gathering books.
    Jack and Annie have many exciting adventures helping Morgan and exploring different times and places. In Magic Tree House Books #25–28, they learn the art of magic.… 

 

    Jack and Annie were sitting on their porch, reading books. Jack was reading about gorillas. Annie was reading about Pilgrims.
    Suddenly Annie closed her book. She looked up into the sunset.
    â€œHey!” Annie said with a smile.
    Jack looked over at her.
    â€œIt’s back!”
she said, jumping up.
    â€œOh, man,” breathed Jack. He knew she was talking about the magic tree house. Annie could always tell when it was back.
    Jack closed his book and stood up.
    â€œWe’re going to the woods!” he called through the screen door. “There’s something we have to check on!”
    â€œBe back before dark!” their mom said.
    â€œWe will!” said Jack.
    He picked up his backpack. Then he and Annie headed across the yard. When they got to the sidewalk, they started running. They ran up their street and into the Frog Creek woods.
    In the last light of day, they hurried between the trees. Finally, they came to the tallest oak. They held their breath as they looked up.
    The magic tree house
was
back.
    â€œGood going,” said Jack.
    â€œThanks!” said Annie.
    She started up the ladder. Jack followed. It was nearly dark inside. But the sun-dried wood smelled like a summer day.
    â€œWhat kind of special magic will we look for this time?” said Jack.
    They glanced around the tree house. They saw the scrolls they’d brought back from Shakespeare’s theater. They saw the twig from the mountain gorillas and the pouch of corn seeds from the first Thanksgiving.
    â€œThere!” said Annie. She pointed to a book in the corner. A piece of paper was sticking out of it.
    Jack picked up the book. Then he pulled out the paper and read:
    Dear Jack and Annie,
    Good luck on your fourth journey to find a special magic. This secret rhyme will guide you:
    To find a special magic,
    build a special kind of ship
    that rides the waves,
    both high and low,
    on every kind of trip.
    Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Thank you,
    Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Morgan
    Jack looked at Annie.
    â€œA ship?” he said.
    She shrugged. “Yep. I guess we have to build a ship. Where do we go to build it?”
    She and Jack looked at the book’s cover. It showed palm trees, a beach, and a beautiful ocean. The title was:
    A VISIT TO OLD HAWAII
    â€œOh, wow!” said Annie. “I
love
Hawaii!”
    â€œHow do you know you love it?” Jack asked. “We’ve never been to Hawaii.”
    â€œWell, we’re going now!” said Annie. She pointed at the cover. “We wish we could go there!”
    The wind started to blow.
    The tree house started to spin.
    It spun faster and faster.
    Then everything was still.
    Absolutely still.

 

    Jack