Library Mouse
Library Mouse
ANIEL KIRK
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For my friends at the Glen Rid^e Library, the Kids at Glen Acres School,
and all the librarians and teachers whose joy it is to help us discover
a world of imagination through reading and writing.
-D. K.
ISBN-13: 978-0-545-10960-4
ISBN-10: 0-545-10960-4
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Lonely
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The next morning, sunlight streamed in through
the library windows.
"What's this?" asked a little boy who was looking
for a big book about trucks.
"It's another book by Sam," said the librarian.
"Just who is this Sam?" she thought to herself, and
put The Lonely Cheese on her desk.
Later she showed it to the children at story time.
Sam decided to write a chapter
book. It was called The Mystery of
Mouse Mansion, and it gave Sam
goose bumps when he wrote down
the scary parts. The full moon was
shining down through the windows
of the darkened library when Sam
crept over to the mystery section
and sneakily placed his book on the
shelf. Then he went back to his little
hole in the wall and waited.
The next day, sunlight streamed in through
the library windows.
"What's this?" asked a teenager who was
looking for a good creepy book to read before bed.
"We've got to find out who this Sam is," said
Dear Sam,
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Sam felt very nervous. He was happy that the children
at the library liked his books. He was flattered that
they wanted to meet him. But mice, as a ruler are
very shy when it comes to meeting people! Sam could
not understand why people thought that writing and
making up stories was so hard. If only they would try,
they might find out that writing was really lots of fun.
Sam had an idea. He went to the librarian's desk
and got some supplies. All night long he wrote and
drew and snipped and folded and stapled his little
rectangles of paper into mouse-size books.
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The girl bent over to look in
the empty tissue box. "Oh!"
she said in surprise, for there at
the bottom of the box lay Sam's
little mirror, and in the mirror the
little girl saw her own face smiling
up at her. "Me?" she said. "An
author?" Next to the mirror was
a stack of tiny blank books and a
^ pile of pencils that Sam had
sharpened with his little teeth!
All that day, and for many more thereafter,
people came to the little display to "Meet the
Author." Soon there was a whole shelf full of
books written and illustrated by people who had
never written a book before, telling stories that
had never been told.
Sam was a library mouse. His home was in a little
All that night, Sam sat in his hole, thinking and thinking
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