I had already finished listening to the tape, so I picked up my book and looked at the pictures. It had a whole page of pictures of kachina dolls. One was wearing moccasins with tiny beads. Another one had a cape made out of rabbit fur. In one hand he had a big spear, and in the other he was hold...
Frankie is the magician, and we’re the assistants. There’s this one trick Frankie does where he cuts a rope in two pieces and drops it into a top hat. He waves a magic wand over the hat and says, “Zengawii,” which is his magic word he learned in Zimbabwe. When he pulls the rope out of the hat, it...
She is such a good friend that her winning almost made up for the fact that my spelling was a total disaster. “Cheer up, Zip,” Frankie said to me, as we sat down at our table in the lunchroom. “So, you’re not a speller. Big deal.” “I’m also not an adder or a subtracter or a reader or a writer,” I...