The Vanderbeekers and the Hidden Garden by Karina Yan Glaser (English) Paperback

Description: The Vanderbeekers and the Hidden Garden by Karina Yan Glaser A New York Times Bestseller!While Isa is off at sleepaway orchestra camp, Jessie, Oliver, Hyacinth, and Laney are stuck at home in the brownstone with nothing to do but get on one anothers nerves. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Return to Harlems "wildly entertaining" family in this funny, heartwarming sequel. When catastrophe strikes their beloved upstairs neighbors, the Vanderbeeker children set out to build the best, most magical healing garden in Harlem—in spite of a locked fence, thistles and trash, and the conflicting plans of a wealthy real estate developer.While Isa is off at sleepaway orchestra camp, Jessie, Oliver, Hyacinth, and Laney are stuck at home in the brownstone with nothing to do but get on one anothers nerves. But when catastrophe strikes their beloved upstairs neighbor, their sleepy summer transforms in an instant as the Vanderbeeker children band together to do what they do best: make a plan. They will create the most magical healing garden in all of Harlem.The New York Times bestselling Vanderbeekers series is perfect for fans of the Penderwicks. As ALA Booklist commented in a starred review: "Few families in childrens literature are as engaging or amusing as the Vanderbeekers, even in times of turmoil."The series includes:The Vanderbeekers of 141st StreetThe Vanderbeekers and the Hidden GardenThe Vanderbeekers to the RescueThe Vanderbeekers Lost and FoundThe Vanderbeekers Make a WishThe Vanderbeekers on the RoadThe Vanderbeekers Ever After Author Biography Karina Glaser is the New York Times best-selling author of The Vanderbeekers series and A Duet for Home. A former teacher as well as employee of New York Citys largest provider of transitional housing for the homeless, Karina is now a contributing editor at Book Riot. Karina lives in Harlem, New York City, with her husband, two children, and an assortment of rescue animals. One of her proudest achievements is raising two kids who cant go anywhere without a book. Visit her at karinaglaser.com Review "Set in contemporary Harlem, this sequel to The Vanderbeekers of 141st Street (2017) includes a large cast of memorable characters, old and new, each with a different role to play. Glaser is at her best in the interplay of well-developed personalities and the entertaining dialogue among the children, their friends, and their elders...An amusing, heartening chapter book." — Booklist"The plot and endearing (and diverse) characters are reminiscent of the classics from the 1940s and 1950s but with refreshing and realistic attention to socio-economics at work...Perfect for individual reading while tucked away in a treehouse or as a family read-aloud." — Kirkus Reviews"Timeless." — Horn Book Magazine"Glaser tackles the tough issues of loss, serious health crises, and urban gentrification with grace and authenticity...An excellent sequel and highly recommended purchase for all middle grade collections." — School Library Journal Review Quote "Set in contemporary Harlem, this sequel to The Vanderbeekers of 141st Street (2017) includes a large cast of memorable characters, old and new, each with a different role to play. Glaser is at her best in the interplay of well-developed personalities and the entertaining dialogue among the children, their friends, and their elders...An amusing, heartening chapter book."--Booklist "The plot and endearing (and diverse) characters are reminiscent of the classics from the 1940s and 1950s but with refreshing and realistic attention to socio-economics at work...Perfect for individual reading while tucked away in a treehouse or as a family read-aloud."--Kirkus "Timeless."--Horn Book Magazine "Glaser tackles the tough issues of loss, serious health crises, and urban gentrification with grace and authenticity...An excellent sequel and highly recommended purchase for all middle grade collections."--School Library Journal -- Excerpt from Book One "This is the most boring summer in the whole history of the world," nine-year-old Oliver Vanderbeeker announced. He was wearing basketball shorts and a faded blue T-shirt, and his hair was sticking out in every direction. "Its only the first week of summer vacation," Miss Josie, the Vanderbeekers second-floor neighbor, pointed out. The Vanderbeekers, who lived on the ground floor and first floor of a brownstone in Harlem, spent a lot of time on the second floor when their mother was busy baking for her clients. Miss Josie had her hair in curlers and was watering her many trays of seedlings, which covered the dining room table. When she was finished, she stepped over to a window box, clipped a few small purple flowers, and put them in a bud vase before handing it to Laney. "Bring these to Mr. Jeet, wont you, dear?" Laney, five and a quarter years old and the youngest of Olivers four sisters, stopped tying ribbons around the ears of her rabbit, Paganini, and stood up. She wore a silver skirt made of sparkly tulle, a purple T-shirt, and sparkly red shoes. The shoes were slippery on the bottom, so she shuffled slowly over to Mr. Jeet, careful not to spill the water in the vase. Paganini hopped close by her heels, shaking his head, causing his ears to flip around and the ribbons to launch in different directions. "How are you bored already?" Mr. Beiderman asked. Mr. Beiderman was their third-floor neighbor and landlord, and up until half a year ago, he hadnt left his apartment in six years. He had almost refused to renew their lease back in December. But the Vanderbeeker kids had managed to convince him to let them stay, and now they were working on getting him outside the brownstone. He visited the Vanderbeekers as well as Miss Josie and her husband, Mr. Jeet, almost daily, but he had never left the building once in all that time. Oliver slumped into a sunshine-yellow vinyl chair at the kitchen table, his elbows on the metal tabletop, his hands propping up his head. "Theres nothing to do. Nothing I can do, anyways." Oliver watched Miss Josie pull a shoebox down from a high cupboard and lift the top off. Inside were a dozen pill bottles. One by one, she opened bottles and shook pills into a cup. "And what do you want to do?" she asked. "Text my friends," Oliver said immediately. "Watch basketball videos on YouTube. Play Minecraft ." Mr. Beiderman flattened his mouth into a straight line. "Kids today," he muttered, then went back to reading out loud to Mr. Jeet. The book was about the history of roses in England. Oliver noticed that Mr. Jeets eyes fluttered closed, probably because he was bored to death. Jessie Vanderbeeker, who was a few months away from turning thirteen, was sitting on Miss Josies fire escape, reading a biography about the famous physicist Chien-Shiung Wu. She leaned her head through the kitchen window between a curtain of ivy tendrils trailing down from Mr. Beidermans planters above. Her frizzy hair caught onto some of the ivy, making her look electrocuted. "Oliver, seriously," Jessie said. "Youre worse than Herman Huxley." "Herman Huxley!" Oliver spluttered. Being compared to Herman Huxley was like being compared to gum on the bottom of your shoe or jellyfish in a lake on a beautiful summer day when all you wanted to do was cannonball off the dock into the water. Herman Huxley complained about everything, including cold weather, hot weather, and his brand-new Nikes, which any other kid would sell their most prized possessions for. "Yup," Jessie said, whipping out her new-as-of-last-week phone and punching it with her thumbs. Oliver felt a wave of pure green jealousy wash over him as Jessie flaunted her phone. Jessie continued talking, her eyes never leaving the screen. "You know Mama and Papa got this for me so I can keep in touch with Isa." She disappeared back behind the curtain of ivy. Oliver glared in her direction. It wasnt fair. Isa, yet another sister and Jessies twin, had been chosen for some special three-week-long orchestra camp four hours away by car, but that didnt mean she and Jessie should have whatever they wanted. Hyacinth, age seven and the sister who annoyed Oliver the least, spoke up from her perch on the armrest of Mr. Jeets chair, where she was working on a new type of knitting using only her fingers--no needles. By wrapping yarn around her fingers and doing some complicated looping, she created a rope of yarn that fell to the ground. "Tell Isa I love her and miss her a million, trillion times. And then put that unicorn emoji at the end, and lots of those pink hearts." Next to her was Franz, her basset hound, who sneezed three times, then nudged Hyacinths foot with his nose. "Ha!" said Oliver triumphantly. "She cant even do emojis on that stupid flip phone." "Language," reminded Miss Josie. She handed Oliver the cup of pills--there were, like, a hundred pills in there!--and a glass of water. "Bring these to Mr. Jeet, will you, dear?" Oliver unglued himself from his chair and walked to Mr. Jeet. Mr. Jeet wore his customary crisp button-down shirt, a lavender bow tie, and ironed gray slacks. Oliver did not understand why Mr. Jeet voluntarily dressed up every day. He was a jeans-and-T-shirt guy himself; the dirtier the clothes, the better the mojo. After he put the pills on the little table by Mr. Jeets seat, next to a framed photo of the Jeets twelve-year-old grandnephew Orlando posing with a science-fair trophy, he dragged himself back to his chair and slumped into it. "Why dont you play basketball?" Miss Josie suggested. "No ones around," he mumbled. "Everyones at camp. Basketball camp." "Angie isnt at basketball camp," Miss Josie said, referring to his next-door neighbor and friend, who was also the best basketball player in their elementary school. "Shes going to summer school in the mornings. Something about an advanced math extra-credit course." Oliver shuddered. "Im sure your mom would love it if you cleaned your room," Miss Josie suggested. "I cleaned it last month," Oliver said. "You could read." "Uncle Arthur forgot to bring books the last time he came to visit." Miss Josie tsked sympathetically. She knew how much Oliver depended on his monthly book delivery from his uncle, who provided him with every story a kid could wish for. Mr. Beiderman got up from his chair. "Ive got to check on Princess Cutie. Sometimes she scales the curtains and cant get down." Princess Cutie was Mr. Beidermans cat, which Hyacinth had given him and Laney had named. Mr. Beiderman walked to the door. "I can teach you how to knit," Hyacinth offered her brother, holding her knitted rope in the air. "If I ever take up knitting, feel free to stab me in the heart," Oliver replied. "You can push me and Paganini on the tire swing," Laney suggested, her eyes brightening. Oliver yawned. "Its too hot." "Isa would do it," Laney grumbled. Miss Josie tapped her chin with a finger. "Ooh, I know!" "Youre not going to talk about us making that disgusting piece of land next to the church into a garden again, are you?" Oliver said at the same time Miss Josie exclaimed, "You can make that unused land next to the church into a garden!" Miss Josies recommendation was met with collective boos. "That place is haunted," Laney said. "Isa said so." Hyacinth nodded. "I dont like walking past it. Isa said the vines that wrap around the gate reach out and grab people when they walk by." "Its not haunted!" Jessie called out. "It has never been scientifically proven that ghosts actually exist." "How do you know?" Oliver countered. "Have you studied them?" "Think how nice it would be to have a place to rest in the middle of a hot day," Miss Josie continued. "People could get into the dirt and even plant vegetables! Im sure Triple J would approve." Triple J was the churchs pastor. "Do you miss working at the botanical garden, Miss Josie?" Jessie asked, pushing aside the ivy so she could look inside. Miss Josie had been an educator at the New York Botanical Garden in the Bronx. "I do miss it," Miss Josie replied. "I worked there for forty-five years. Thats how Details ISBN0358117348 Pages 352 Year 2019 ISBN-10 0358117348 ISBN-13 9780358117346 Format Paperback Place of Publication Boston Country of Publication United States DEWEY FIC Series The Vanderbeekers DOI 9780358117346 Illustrations Black and white illustrations Language English Series Number 2 Audience Age 8-12 Publication Date 2019-09-30 US Release Date 2019-09-30 UK Release Date 2019-09-30 Publisher HarperCollins Publishers Inc Imprint Clarion Books Author Karina Yan Glaser Edited by Harald Strauss Birth 1945 Affiliation University of Southern Queensland Position Professor Qualifications PhD Audience Children / Juvenile AU Release Date 2019-08-30 NZ Release Date 2019-08-30 Imprint US Clarion Books Publisher US HarperCollins We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! 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