Okay, okay already! I think I finally learned that good stories don’t depend on what species the characters are. Have you ever met Freddy, the golden hamster? I LOVE Freddy! And not because he would make a tasty snack.
Let me back up. I’m talking about the book, I, Freddy, by Dietlof Reiche. It’s the first of five books in The Golden Hamster Saga. Freddy starts out in a pet store—a situation eerily similar to the pound. (A place I’ve spent time.) And he’s very clever. (Also like me.) For example, this is what he does when a customer comes in the store on page 11:
I launched into my routine. While my cagemates were squeaking and turning somersaults, prancing around, and pounding away on the tread-wheel, I darted into the middle of the cage. Then I sat up and begged like those bears in the zoo.
Sit up and beg, and humans will fall for it hook, line, and sinker. Heaven knows what goes on inside their heads. Do they think a hamster on its hind legs looks like a miniature teddy bear or something? Whatever the truth, I stood there straight as a ramrod. Then, I opened my eyes so wide they almost popped out of their sockets. Eyes like little black buttons—how sweet! Mouth slightly open—how fetching! Lips and whiskers twitching—how cute! Oh, look, it’s cleaning its little face with its little paws—how utterly adorable!
And guess what? Of course the man buys Freddy and takes him home to his daughter. This is only the beginning of Freddy’s adventures that eventually include two singing guinea pigs named Enrico and Caruso, and a black tomcat named Sir William.
I don’t want to give anything away, so I won’t tell you how Freddy learns to read and then how to type on a computer so he can write his own book.
At least you don’t know that Freddy’s favorite food is mealworms. (Yuck! We don’t have that in common. Give me a good meatloaf any day!)
I can tell you an interesting tidbit about the author though. Dietlof Reiche is from Germany. Remember how I’ve daydreamed in the past about when my book is published and the possibility of selling the rights to different countries? How they would translate my book into other languages and I could have fans in Japan or Australia or who knows where?
That’s just what Mr. Reiche did. I, Freddy was first written in German and sold in Germany. Now it’s been published in eleven languages around the world. It was translated into English by a man named John Brownjohn and published in the United States by Scholastic Press.
Well . . .? Come on, fans, speak up! This is a place to share what YOU think about books, not just me all the time. So, have you read any of the Freddy books? Did you like them as much as I did? What book are you reading now? Scroll down and click on that comment button. It won’t hurt—I promise!