The Prime Time Burglars (The Math Kids, Band 1) - Softcover

Cole, David

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1988761220 ISBN 13: 9781988761220

Verlag: Common Deer Press, 2018

Inhaltsangabe

Highly recommended, CM Canadian Review of Materials

Meet the Math Kids!

Best friends Jordan and Justin are only two kids in their class's advanced math group until Stephanie Lewis marches into their classroom and they form the Math Kids. When mysterious burglaries rock their neighbourhood and the class bullies target them, they discover their new club -- and a little math -- might solve both problems.

First title in a popular series

This Middle Grade Book

• Provides a fast-paced mystery
• Introduces readers to interactive math and logic problems they can apply to real-life situations
• Dives into social issues and problem solving
• Includes an appendix for hands-on learning
• Has a complimentary teaching guide available on the publisher's website

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David Cole is a writer and a math teacher. He has been interested in math since he was a very young boy. After pursuing degrees in math and computer science, he shared this love of math at many levels, teaching at the college level but also coaching elementary math teams and running a summer math camp for a number of years. He has also always loved to write, and has written a number of plays which have been performed. He has always wanted to combine my love of math and writing, and The Math Kids series was born as a great way to exercise both sides of his brain at the same time.

Shannon O'Toole is a Toronto based illustrator, painter and elementary school teacher. Her playful illustration work is inspired by the unique and humorous characters in her life. Aside from illustrating books for children, Shannon has exhibited her artwork in galleries across Ontario. When she is not drawing, Shannon can be found curled up with her dog, Edgar watching old movies. You can visit her online at www.shannonotooleart.com or follow her on Instagram @shannonotooleart

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The Math Kids: The Prime-Time Burglars

By David Cole

Common Deer Press

Copyright © 2018 David Cole
All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-988761-22-0

CHAPTER 1

Everything changed the afternoon she marched into our fourth-grade classroom, her black ponytail bouncing in rhythm with her footsteps.

"Hi everyone, I'm Stephanie," she announced from the front of the room.

I looked on in amazement. Here she was, a new kid in a new school where she didn't know anybody, and she walked in like she owned the place. That is so cool, I thought, wishing I had that kind of confidence.

For the first time that day, our teacher Mrs. Gouche smiled, and you could almost feel some of the tension from the morning easing.

"Class, this is Stephanie Lewis," she said. She looked down at the paperwork Stephanie had brought with her. "Her family just moved here from California. Stephanie's favorite subject is math and she loves to play soccer. I hope everyone will make her feel welcome. Stephanie, please take an empty desk. I'm sure you're going to love it here."

Stephanie smiled and made her way toward the empty desk right in front of mine. The first spitball hit her before she got halfway there. That's when Mrs. Grouch appeared.

When Mrs. Gouche was having a rough day, she sometimes snapped and her alter ego, who we called Mrs. Grouch, appeared. None of us were brave enough to call her that to her face, of course, except maybe Robbie Colson, who usually spent at least two days a week staying after school for detention.

"THAT'S IT!" she yelled, and the room became instantly silent.

To be fair, it wasn't really Mrs. Gouche's fault she was angry. It was after lunch by the time Stephanie arrived, and Mrs. Gouche had already been having a frustrating day. Robbie Colson and his band of bullies, which mostly consisted of Bill Cape and Bryce Bookerman, had been giving her a hard time all morning.

It had started just five minutes into the day when the dry erase markers went missing.

"Has anyone seen the markers?" she had asked. When no one answered, her eyes moved to Robbie. Even with no evidence, Robbie was a pretty good bet if you had to pick someone who had done something wrong.

"Don't look at me," he protested. "Why do you always think it's me?"

"Perhaps because it usually is, Robbie," she replied. "Are you sure you don't know anything about the markers?"

"How do you know someone didn't hide them in their desk?" Bryce asked.

"Yeah, I think I saw Susie playing with them a few minutes ago," Bill chimed in.

Susie McDonald had a look of shock on her face.

"Can you check your desk, please, Susie?" the teacher asked.

"But I didn't —" Susie started.

"I understand you didn't put them there, but can you please check?"

Susie opened the lid to her desk.

"It doesn't look like they're here, Mrs. Gouche," she said with a sigh of relief.

"Try looking under her social studies book," Robbie said to the teacher with an attempt at an innocent look.

Susie lifted the book and there they were. All the color drained from her face, and her shoulders shook as she started to sob. She looked like she might be ill at any moment.

"You three seem to know quite a bit about the inside of Susie's desk," Mrs. Gouche said, looking pointedly at the bullies as she put an arm around Susie's shoulders to console her.

The bullies protested, but I could see that our teacher wasn't buying any of it. It looked like another detention was in store for them.

"Jordan, can you walk Susie down to the nurse?" Mrs. Gouche asked.

"Me?"

"Yes, you, Jordan Waters. Or is there another Jordan in the room I don't know about?" she asked.

"No, ma'am," I answered lamely.

I walked Susie down the hall. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to go back, so I stood outside the nurse's office reading the health bulletin board until I heard my name being called. I looked down the hall and saw my best friend, Justin Grant, coming my way.

"You get lost coming back to class?" he asked.

"I was hoping to stay out here until English is over," I answered with a smile. "If I can stall until lunch then it's math class this afternoon."

I was a whiz in math and I loved to read, but I wasn't so good when it came to writing and spelling. Justin gave me trouble about this sometimes, but I didn't let it bother me since he's been my best friend since kindergarten.

"We'd better get back before Mrs. Gouche sends out a search party," Justin said. "If Robbie and his friends keep it up, there's no telling when Mrs. Grouch is going to show up."

I nodded glumly and slouched back to the classroom.

The rest of the morning had gone just as badly for Mrs. Gouche. It wasn't just the bullies either. Everyone seemed to be on edge and snapping at each other. But it was that spitball hitting Stephanie that finally put her over the edge.

Stephanie was still standing next to my desk. She had frozen in place when Mrs. Gouche yelled. I wondered what she had to be thinking — two minutes into my new classroom, and the teacher has already lost it.

Mrs. Gouche stared at everyone in the class, but saved her sternest looks for Robbie, Bill, and Bryce. Even Robbie wasn't brave enough to return that look. Instead, he pretended to be searching for something in his desk. Mrs. Gouche didn't say anything for a moment but you could tell she was thinking about her next step. What price would be paid for the day she had been through?

She decided to take her frustration out on the whole class. Why do teachers do that? I didn't hide the markers or shoot the spitball, so why should I be punished? If you want to know the truth, I think Mrs. Gouche was just looking for an hour of silence when she hatched her evil plan.

"Everyone get out a pencil and a sheet of paper. I'm giving you an assignment," she said, her eyebrows dropping into a sharp v.

The class responded with groans and frowns. Before Robbie could even open his mouth, Mrs. Gouche turned to him and said, "And if you say one word, Robbie Colson, one single word, I'll be on the phone with your parents before that word even reaches my ear. Is that understood?"

I hoped that he would say yes. I wanted to see if that counted as saying one word. But Robbie just nodded his head in silence. No kid, not even a member of Robbie's band of thugs, wanted a call made to their parents. Detention was nothing compared to what your parents could do to you.

"Here is your assignment. I want you to add up all the numbers from 1 to 100," she said with something like an evil grin. "No calculators and no talking while you are working," she added. "And be sure to check your answer before you bring it to me."

In stunned silence, I took out a sheet of paper and started to work.

1 + 2 = 3
3 + 3 = 6
6 + 4 = 10
10 + 5 = 15

This is terrible. It's going to take forever, I thought.

What a lousy way to spend an afternoon — and I like math! I wondered what the kids who didn't were thinking.

I'd only added the first five numbers when Stephanie rose from her chair and approached Mrs. Gouche, who was leaning back contentedly in her chair.

Mrs. Gouche was startled to see Stephanie standing in front of her with a piece of paper in her hand.

"What is it, Stephanie?" she asked.

"I'm finished, ma'am," Stephanie said with a smile.

Everyone in the classroom put their pencils down and watched the interaction.

"You added all of the numbers from 1 to 100?" Mrs. Gouche asked.

"Yes,...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: Common Deer Press
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2018
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1988761220
• ISBN 13: 9781988761220
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 101
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