Hey, man, this is Ringo. I’m kind of having a droopy-whisker day because Flash said it was my turn to recommend a book on his Operation Story Share this week. Flash thinks his new mission is the most awesomest thing ever, and Dewey’s been like totally psyched since it started, because he’s a super-smart library cat and all. The other characters, even Lucy, are reading books to recommend to you guys. But not me. That’s because I have a secret.
Well, it’s not like totally a secret, but it’s something that I try not to talk about much. See, I’m real good at cheering up my friends and guarding the dumpster and bringing The General his food and stuff like that. But, dude, I pretty much stink at reading.
So I was hunkered down in the corner with my droopy whiskers, wondering if I could somehow talk Flash into giving my turn to someone else without giving away my secret, when Cindy saw me and guessed what was wrong.
Cindy: Don’t feel bad, Ringo. Not everyone is good at reading. But like everything else, you can get better if you practice.
No way! It’s too hard! There’s like a jillion words in every book!
Cindy: I bet I could find you a book at the library without a jillion words that you would like.
Sure. A baby book. I can’t recommend a baby book on Operation Story Share. Flash’s fans are big kids.
Cindy: Trust me. I can think of at least three books off the top of my head that have great stories that big kids love—without a jillion words. Leave it to me. Before you know it, you’ll be reading as much as anyone else on this blog.
Far out! Thanks, I owe you one, big time!