The Phoenix Dance

Today, you will read a passage from the novel The Phoenix Dance.
As you
read, you will gather information to prepare for writing an original narrative.
A young woman named Phoenix is interested in the process of making shoes.

Read the passage from The Phoenix Dance. Then answer the questions.
from The Phoenix Dance
by Dia Calhoun
1 A cold wind sliced through Pearl Street as Phoenix Dance stood by the
shoemaker’s window staring at a sign wedged between a pair of black-
and-white satin shoes. The sign said, in crudely written letters: Apprentice
wanted, inquire within.
2 As Phoenix’s cloak and her patched brown skirt blew around her, a twinge
of excitement shot from her feet to the crown of her head. She could not believe her
eyes. The sign had not been there yesterday, or the day before, or the day before
that. Nearly every day for the past three months she had stood at this window
dreaming of being the shoemaker’s apprentice. Phoenix gazed at the exquisite
shoes with their rhinestones and ribbons and rosettes, then touched the scrolling
blue lettering painted on the window that said: Percy Snailkips Shoemaker to the
Royal Household, by Appointment to Her Majesty, Queen Zandora of the Royal
House of Seaborne.
3 Imagine making shoes for the queen! Phoenix smiled and clapped her
hands. Why shouldn’t she be Percy Snailkips’s new apprentice?
4 A blur of movement rippled behind the glass; two people were coming out
of the shop, probably to chase her away as usual. Before they could, Phoenix ran
around the corner, down a side street, around another corner, and into the alley
until she reached the rubbish can behind the shoemaker’s shop. She took a deep
breath and then lifted the lid off the can. The smell of rotting turnips assaulted her
nose.
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5 As Phoenix began picking through the garbage, bright treasures shone

among the apple peels and soggy tea leaves—six brass beads, two crumpled
peacock feathers, and a patch of glue-stained red velvet the size of her palm.
Phoenix stuffed them into her cloak pocket. Her hands were cold, like the rest of her.
On the island of Faranor, the capital of the archipelago kingdom of Windward, the
late winter month of Zephyrus was always cold and wet, with chill winds blowing in
from the islands in the Northern Reach. Phoenix had just spied a snippet of tapestry
ribbon down deep when a door creaked.
6 “You!” A boy stuck his blond head out of the shoemaker’s back door.
Phoenix knew she should run, but she wanted that bit of ribbon.
7 “First you go pressing your hands and your snotty nose against the shop
window,” the boy said, “every day without fail. Saw you there a minute ago. Now I
got to wash it off again. And here you are, snooping in the alley. How many times
have I told you to keep clear of the shop? I’ll set the guards on you, I swear I will.”
8 “Go ahead,” Phoenix said, moving a jar in the rubbish can.
9 “I’ll see you rot in Five Towers Prison!” the boy exclaimed.
10 “Kloud’s Thunder, what’s all this racket?” And the shoemaker himself, Percy
Snailkips, came to the door. “Why are you letting in all the cold wind, Alfred?” The
shoemaker’s brown leather apron bulged over his fat stomach. Beneath the apron, he
wore a red shirt and brown pants. The wind ruffled the tufts of hair that fringed the top of
his bald head. Phoenix gazed at him with awe. Had his sausage-like fingers really
fashioned the delicate, fanciful shoes in the shop window?
11 “It’s that snot-nosed beggar girl again,” the boy said. “Picking through
our trash.”
12 ‘‘I’m no beggar.” Phoenix reached for the tapestry ribbon. ‘‘I’m just
looking for little pretties. You don’t want them. You threw them out. I’m not hurting
anything.” She seized the ribbon, which was a good three inches long, and
backed away. Now she could run.
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13 “What do you want the scraps for?” The shoemaker scratched his head.
“Making clothes for your dolly?”
14 “No!” Phoenix exclaimed. “I’m too old for dolls. I want them same as you,
sir, for shoemaking.”
15 He looked at her battered shoes with holes in the toes.
16 “For my aunts,” she explained. “They’re street dancers. Best you’ll see in
Faranor, too. And they need pretty doodads for their dancing slippers.”
17 “I see.” The shoemaker nodded. “So, Alfred, it seems we have a fellow

shoemaker here. A person worthy of respect.”
From THE PHOENIX DANCE by Dia Calhoun, Copyright Date 10/11/2005, excerpt pages 3–6,
permission granted by Dia Calhoun c/o New Leaf Literary & Media, Inc.

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Today, you will read a passage from the novel The Phoenix Dance.

A young woman named Phoenix is interested in the process of making shoes.

from The Phoenix Dance

5 As Phoenix began picking through the garbage, bright treasures shone

8 “Go ahead,” Phoenix said, moving a jar in the rubbish can.

15 He looked at her battered shoes with holes in the toes.

17 “I see.” The shoemaker nodded. “So, Alfred, it seems we have a fellow

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