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פֿ Format Kindle [ Harriet the Spy ] ᐖ Book By Louise Fitzhugh ᑕ פֿ Format Kindle [ Harriet the Spy ] ᐖ Book By Louise Fitzhugh ᑕ CHAPTER 1Harriet was trying to explain to Sport how to play Town See, first you make up the name of the town Then you write down the names of all the people who live in it You cant have too many or it gets too hard I usually have twenty five.Ummmm Sport was tossing a football in the air They were in the courtyard of Harriets house on East Eighty seventh Street in Manhattan.Then when you know who lives there, you make up what they do For instance, Mr Charles Hanley runs the filling station on the corner Harriet spoke thoughtfully as she squatted next to the big tree, bending so low over her notebook that her long straight hair touched the edges.Dontcha wanta play football Sport asked.Now, listen, Sport, you never did this and its fun Now over here next to this curve in the mountain well put the filling station So if anything happens there, you remember where it is.Sport tucked the football under his arm and walked over to her Thats nothing but an old tree root Whaddya mean, a mountain Thats a mountain From now on thats a mountain Got it Harriet looked up into his face.Sport moved back a pace Looks like an old tree root, he muttered.Harriet pushed her hair back and looked at him seriously Sport, what are you going to be when you grow up You know what You know Im going to be a ball player.Well, Im going to be a writer And when I say thats a mountain, thats a mountain Satisfied, she turned back to her town.Sport put the football gently on the ground and knelt beside her, looking over her shoulder at the notebook in which she scribbled furiously.Now, as soon as youve got all the mens names down, and their wives names and their childrens names, then you figure out all their professions Youve got to have a doctor, a lawyer And an Indian chief, Sport interrupted.No Someone who works in television.What makes you think they have television I say they do And, anyway, my father has to be in it, doesnt he Well, then put mine in too Put a writer in it.Okay, we can make Mr Jonathan Fishbein a writer.And let him have a son like me who cooks for him Sport rocked back and forth on his heels, chanting in singsong, And let him be eleven years old like me, and let him have a mother who went away and has all the money, and let him grow up to be a ball player.Nooo, Harriet said in disgust Then youre not making it up Dont you understand Sport paused No, he said.Just listen, Sport See, now that we have all this written down, Ill show you where the fun is Harriet got very businesslike She stood up, then got on her knees in the soft September mud so she could lean over the little valley made between the two big roots of the tree She referred to her notebook every now and then, but for the most part she stared intently at the mossy lowlands which made her town Now, one night, late at night, Mr Charles Hanley is in his filling station He is just about to turn out the lights and go home because it is nine oclock and time for him to get ready for bed.But hes a grown up Sport looked intently at the spot occupied by the gas station.In this town everybody goes to bed at nine thirty, Harriet said definitely.Oh Sport rocked a little on his heels my father goes to bed at nine in the morning Sometimes I meet him getting up.And also, Dr Jones is delivering a baby to Mrs Harrison right over here in the hospital Here is the hospital, the Carterville General Hospital She pointed to the other side of town Sport looked at the left root.What is Mr Fishbein, the writer, doing Harriet pointed to the center of town He is in the town bar, which is right here Harriet looked down at the town as though hypnotized Heres what happens Now, this night, as Mr Hanley is just about to close up, a long, big old black car drives up and in it there are all these men with guns They drive in real fast and Mr Hanley gets scared They jump out of the car and run over and rob Mr Hanley, who is petrified They steal all the money in the gas station, then they fill up with gas free and then they zoom off in the night Mr Hanley is all bound and gagged on the floor.Sports mouth hung open Then what At this same minute Mrs Harrisons baby is born and Dr Jones says, You have a fine baby girl, Mrs Harrison, a fine baby girl, ho, ho, ho.Make it a boy.No, its a girl She already has a boy.What does the baby look like Shes ugly Now, also at this very minute, on the other side of town, over here past the gas station, almost to the mountain, the robbers have stopped at a farmhouse which belongs to Ole Farmer Dodge They go in and find him eating oatmeal because he doesnt have any teeth They throw the oatmeal on the floor and demand some other food He doesnt have anything but oatmeal, so they beat him up Then they settle down to spend the night Now, at this very minute, the police chief of Carterville, who is called Chief Herbert, takes a stroll down the main street He senses something is not right and he wonders what it is Harriet Get up out of that mud A harsh voice rang out from the third floor of the brownstone behind them.Harriet looked up There was a hint of anxiety in her face Oh, Ole Golly, Im not in the mud.The face of the nurse looking out of the window was not the best looking face in the world, but for all its frowning, its sharp, dark lines, there was kindness there Harriet M Welsch, you are to rise to your feet.Harriet rose without hesitation But, listen, well have to play Town standing up, she said plaintively.Thats the best way came back sharply, and the head disappeared.Sport stood up too Why dont we play football, then No, look, if I just sit like this I wont be in the mud So saying, she squatted on her heels next to the town Now, he senses that there is something wrong How can he He hasnt seen anything and its all on the other side of town.He just feels it Hes a very good police chief.Well, Sport said dubiously.So, since hes the only policeman in town, he goes around and deputizes everybody and he says to them, Something is fishy in this here town I feel it in my bones, and everybody follows him and they get on their horses Horses Sport shrieked.They get in the squad car and they drive around town until Harriet The back door slammed and Ole Golly marched squarely toward them across the yard Her long black shoes made a slap slap noise on the brick.Hey, where are you going asked Harriet, jumping up Because Ole Golly had on her outdoor things Ole Golly just had indoor things and outdoor things She never wore anything as recognizable as a skirt, a jacket, or a sweater She just had yards and yards of tweed which enveloped her like a lot of discarded blankets, which ballooned out when she walked, and which she referred to as her Things.Im going to take you somewhere Its time you began to see the world Youre eleven years old and its time you saw something She stood there above them, so tall that when they looked up they saw the blue sky behind her head.Harriet felt a twinge of guilt because she had seen a lot than Ole Golly thought she had But all she said was Oh, boy, and jumped up and down.Get your coat and hurry Were leaving right now Ole Golly always did everything right now Come on, Sport, it wont hurt you to look around too.I have to be back at seven to cook dinner Sport jumped up as he said this.Well be back long before that Harriet and I eat at six Why do you eat so late He has cocktails first I have olives and peanuts.Thats nice Now go get your coats.Sport and Harriet ran through the back door, slamming it behind them.Whats all the noise spluttered the cook, who whirled around just in time to see them fly through the kitchen door and up the back stairs Harriets room was at the top of the house, so they had three flights to run up and they were breathless by the time they got there.Wherere we going Sport shouted after Harriets flying feet.I dont know, Harriet panted as they entered her room, but Ole Golly always has good places.Sport grabbed his coat and was out the door and halfway down the steps when Harriet said, Wait, wait, I cant find my notebook.Oh, whadya need that for Sport yelled from the steps.I never go anywhere without it, came the muffled answer.Aw, come on, Harriet There were great crashing noises coming from the bedroom Harriet Did you fall down A muffled but very relieved voice came out I found it It must have slipped behind the bed And Harriet emerged clutching a green composition book.You must have a hundred of them now, Sport said as they went down the steps.No, I have fourteen This is number fifteen How could I have a hundred Ive only been working since I was eight, and Im only eleven now I wouldnt even have this many except at first I wrote so big my regular route took almost the whole book.You see the same people every day Yes This year I have the Dei Santi family, Little Joe Curry, the Robinsons, Harrison Withers, and a new one, Mrs Plumber Mrs Plumber is the hardest because I have to get in the dumbwaiter.Can I go with you sometime No, silly Spies dont go with friends Anyway, wed get caught if there were two of us Why dont you get your own route Sometimes I watch out my window a window across the way.What happens there Nothing A man comes home and pulls the shade down.Thats not very exciting.It sure isnt.They met Ole Golly waiting for them, tapping her foot, outside the front door They walked to Eighty sixth Street, took the crosstown bus, and soon were whizzing along in the subway, sitting in a line Ole Golly, then Harriet, then Sport Ole Golly stared straight ahead Harriet was scribbling furiously in her notebook.What are you writing Sport asked.Im taking notes on all those people who are sitting over there.Why Aw, Sport Harriet was exasperated because Ive seen them and I want to remember them She turned back to her book and continued her notes MAN WITH ROLLED WHITE SOCKS, FAT LEGS WOMAN WITH ONE CROSS EYE AND A LONG NOSE HORRIBLE LOOKING LITTLE BOY AND A FAT BLONDE MOTHER WHO KEEPS WIPING HIS NOSE OFF FUNNY LADY LOOKS LIKE A TEACHER AND IS READING I DONT THINK ID LIKE TO LIVE WHERE ANY OF THESE PEOPLE LIVE OR DO THE THINGS THEY DO I BET THAT LITTLE BOY IS SAD AND CRIES A LOT I BET THAT LADY WITH THE CROSS EYE LOOKS IN THE MIRROR AND JUST FEELS TERRIBLE.Ole Golly leaned over and spoke to them Were going to Far Rockaway Its about three stops from here I want you to see how this person lives, Harriet This is my family.Harriet almost gasped She looked up at Ole Golly in astonishment, but Ole Golly just stared out the window again Harriet continued to write THIS IS INCREDIBLE COULD OLE GOLLY HAVE A FAMILY I NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT IT HOW COULD OLE GOLLY HAVE A MOTHER AND FATHER SHES TOO OLD FOR ONE THING AND SHES NEVER SAID ONE WORD ABOUT THEM AND IVE KNOWN HER SINCE I WAS BORN ALSO SHE DOESNT GET ANY LETTERS THINK ABOUT THIS THIS MIGHT BE IMPORTANT.They came to their stop and Ole Golly led them off the subway.Gee, said Sport as they came up onto the sidewalk, were near the ocean And they could smell it, the salt, and even a wild soft spray which blew gently across their faces, then was gone.Yes, said Ole Golly briskly Harriet could see a change in her She walked faster and held her head higher.They were walking down a street that led to the water The houses, set back from the sidewalk with a patch of green in front, were built of yellow brick interspersed with red It wasnt very pretty, Harriet thought, but maybe they liked their houses this way, better than those plain red brick ones in New York.Ole Golly was walking faster and looking sterner She looked as though she wished she hadnt come Abruptly she turned in at a sidewalk leading to a house She strode relentlessly up the steps, never looking back, never saying a word Sport and Harriet followed, wide eyed, up the steps to the front door, through the front hall, and out the back door.Shes lost her mind, Harriet thought She and Sport looked at each other with raised eyebrows Then they saw that Ole Golly was heading for a small private house which sat in its own garden behind the apartment house Harriet and Sport stood still, not knowing what to do This little house was like a house in the country, the kind Harriet saw when she went to Water Mill in the summer The unpainted front had the same soft gray of driftwood, the roof a darker gray.Come on, chickens, lets get us a hot cup of tea Ole Golly, suddenly gay, waved from the funny little rotting porch.Harriet and Sport ran toward the house, but stopped cold when the front door opened with a loud swish There, suddenly, was the largest woman Harriet had ever seen.Why, lookahere whats coming, she bellowed, looka them lil rascals, and her great fat face crinkled into large cheerful lumps as her mouth split to show a toothless grin She let forth a high burbling laugh.Sport and Harriet stood staring, their mouths open The fat lady stood like a mountain, her hands on her hips, in a flowered cotton print dress and enormous hanging coat sweater Probably the biggest sweater in the world, thought Harriet probably the biggest pair of shoes too And her shoes were a wonder Long, long, black, bumpy things with high, laced sides up to the middle of the shin, bulging with the effort of holding in those ankles, their laces splitting them into grins against the white of the socks below Harriet fairly itched to takes notes on her From the Hardcover edition.A New York Public Library s 100 Great Children s Books 100 Years selection This is the book that made me want to be a writer Harriet was the first fictional female character I ever came across who privileged her own truth above the expectations put on her as a little girl Anna Holmes for Bookish.comI dont know of a better novel about the costs and rewards of being a truth teller, nor of any book that made readers of my generation want to become fiction writers I love the story of Harriet so much I feel as if I lived it Jonathan Franzen, author of Freedom and The Corrections Harriet the Spy bursts with life School Library Journal The characterizations are marvelously shrewd The Bulletin Harriet the Spy IMDb Jul , Watch videoHarriet has a great mix of comedy, drama and tragedy I recommend this movie to any young one if you ve haven t read book, would do or might not understand out people found review helpful Louise Fitzhugh Harriet M Welsch is spy In her notebook, she writes down everything knows about everyone, even classmates best friends Then loses track it ends up in wrong hands Summary GradeSaver Questions Answers The Question Answer section for resource ask questions, find answers, discuss novel by Fitzhugh She s staked route, everyone sees including notebook bet lady with cross eye looks mirror feels just terrible Pinky Whitehead will never change Does Trachtenberg probably world most accomplished year old dreams being writer, nanny friend Golly Rosie O Donnell told start writing Original Trailer YouTube Nov comedy mystery film adaptation same name Fitzhugh, starring asAmicable Definition Amicable Merriam Webster Choose Right Synonym amicable amicable, neighborly, friendly mean exhibiting goodwill an absence antagonism implies state peace desire on part parties quarrel maintained relations neighborly disposition live good terms others be principle Harriet the Spy

 

    • Harriet the Spy
    • 1.3
    • 57
    • Format Kindle
    • 320 pages
    • 0440416795
    • Louise Fitzhugh
    • Anglais
    • 03 September 2017

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