Flight of the phoenix

Review by Booklist Review

Ten-year-old Nathanial Fludd, who lives with his governess, has been waiting since his eighth birthday to be summoned by his parents, who are beastologists. Unfortunately, the only summoning comes from the family lawyer, who explains that Nathanial's parents have been lost at sea. After being sent to live with a distant relative, Nathanial has only just settled in when he finds himself being whisked along to Arabia, where he witnesses the birth of a phoenix, an event so rare it only happens every 500 years. This is a fast-paced story that successfully combines fantasy and history into an entertaining, believable world. LaFevers provides some details about the extensive Fludd family tree and the origins of beastology, but there are still plenty of mysteries left for a sequel. Nathanial proves himself to be a resourceful and brave protagonist who readers will root for. Lively pen-and-ink illustrations complement this first entry in the Nathaniel Fludd, Beastologist series.--Dean, Kara Copyright 2009 Booklist

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Review by School Library Journal Review

Gr 3-5-This is a solid start to a new series. Ten-year-old Nathaniel Fludd's parents have been off on an adventure for three years and are now, in 1928, declared lost at sea at the North Pole. Thus begin Nate's own escapades as he goes to live with his Aunt Phil A. Fludd in Batting-at-the-Flies and learn the family business of mapmaking and beastology. Even though Nate has always resisted adventure, he now finds himself meeting an extraordinary talking dodo bird and talking gremlins, and he and Aunt Phil fly to Arabia to oversee the birth of a phoenix. When his aunt is taken by the Bedouin, Nate must summon his courage to protect the phoenix and save her. The story is packed with adventure and mythological creatures. Children who love fantasy, myth, exotic settings, and even a little dose of history will relate to Nate as he discovers his inner hero and carries on the Fludd family tradition. The characters are strongly developed and the period illustrations done in line, including some of Nate's own sketches, enhance the tale. A quick and enriching read that will appeal to a wide variety of children.-Jane Cronkhite, San Jose Public Library, CA (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

When his parents are declared lost at sea in 1928, ten-year-old Nate is sent to live with a cousin, who whisks him off to Arabia to watch the fiery death and rebirth of a phoenix. In this series opener, Nate learns he is heir to a long tradition of mapmakers and beastologists, people who study animals thought to be mythological or extinct. He acquires a gremlin friend, Greasle, and proves himself worthy of the Fludd family compass. The series has a promising premise and this first installment is well paced and complete, although tantalizing loose ends will frustrate readers who will want to know NOW about the missing letters, the mysterious thief and the actual fate of Nate's parents. Playing freely with historical detail and using traditions of English boys' adventure stories and colonial clichs about Bedouin culture, this American author has crafted an exciting tale. Straightforward sentences, chronological narrative, short chapters and Murphy's plentiful black-and-white illustrations make this appropriate for middle-grade readers looking for a series to grow with. (Fantasy. 8-12) Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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Chapter One It was one of the most important moments in Nathaniel Fludd's young life, and he was stuck sitting in the corner. Miss Lumpton had promised him an overnight trip to the city to visit the zoo. Instead, he found himself in a stuffy office with their suitcases at his feet and his sketchbook in his lap. He'd been given clear instructions not to listen in on Miss Lumpton's conversation with the lawyer. The problem was, they sat only three feet away and the lawyer spoke rather loudly. Nate tried to concentrate on his drawing."Thank you for coming on such short notice," the lawyer said.Nate drummed his heels on one of the suitcases to try to drown out the sound of their voices. Miss Lumpton shushed him.He stopped kicking."You said you had news?" Miss Lumpton asked.The lawyer lowered his voice, and Nate felt as if his ears grew a bit, straining to hear. "We've had word of his parents." Nate's head jerked up.Miss Lumpton caught him looking. "Keep drawing," she ordered, then turned back to the lawyer. Nate kept his eyes glued to the sketchbook in front of him. But even though his pencil was moving dutifully on the paper, every molecule of his body was focused on the lawyer's words."On May twenty-third of this year, the airship Italia crashed on the ice near the North Pole."Nate's pencil froze. His body felt hot, then cold. He hadn't even known his parents were on an airship.The lawyer continued. "After months of searching, only eight of the sixteen crew have been found. The boy's parents were not among them."Miss Lumpton put a hand to her throat. "So what does that mean, exactly?" Her voice wobbled."It means that, as of this day, September fifth, 1928, Horatio and Adele Fludd have been declared lost at sea.""I thought you said they crashed on the ice?" Nate blurted out. Luckily, Miss Lumpton was too busy fishing for her handkerchief to notice he spoke out of turn."Yes, well, technically, the ice was frozen seawater," the lawyer said. "But either way, I'm afraid your parents aren't coming back." Miss Lumpton began to cry quietly.Nate hadn't seen his parents in more than three years. Of course, he'd missed them horribly when they first left. He'd been comforted only when they promised to send for him on his eighth birthday."You need a little more time to grow up," his father had said. "When you're old enough to travel well and your sense of adventure has developed, we'll send for you then."Time had passed. On his eighth birthday, Nate had been excited, but nervous, too. He wasn't sure his love of adventure had shown up yet. But his parents' letter asking him to join them never showed up, either. "Just as well," Miss Lump-ton had sniffed. "Their job is much too important to have a youngster tagging along, getting in the way."On his ninth birthday Nate had been hopeful. Miss Lumpton told him not to be silly. His parents' work was much too dangerous for a young boy. Especially a young boy like himself, one who liked quiet walks, reading, and drawing. Clearly he wasn't suited to a life of adventure. Nate was a little disappointed--he thought he had felt the smallest beginning of an adventurous spark.By his tenth birthday, Nate had buried the memory of his parents and never took it out anymore. Much like a toy he'd outgrown, he told himself. But the truth was, thinking of them hurt too much.And now he would never see them again.Miss Lumpton dabbed at her eyes with the handkerchief. "So the poor boy is all alone in the world?"Nate wished she'd stop crying. It wasn't her parents who'd been lost at sea."No, no, my dear Miss Lumpton," the lawyer said. "That is not the case at all. The boy is to live with a Phil A. Fludd."Miss Lumpton stopped crying. "Phil A. Fludd? Well, who is that, I'd like to know."The lawyer studied the paper in front of him. "A cousin of the boy's father. Lives in Batting-at-the-Flies up in North County."Miss Lumpton sniffed. "Well, what about me?"Suddenly Nate understood why she'd been crying. She hadn't been worried about him at all."They've left you a Tidy Sum, Miss Lumpton. You shall not want."Miss Lumpton's tears disappeared. She sat up straighter and leaned forward. "How much?"The lawyer told her the amount of money she would receive. Her cheeks grew pink with pleasure. "Well, that should do very nicely.""In fact," the lawyer said, "my clerk is holding the funds for you. If you'd like to check with him when we're done--"Miss Lumpton stood up. "I think we're done."Nate looked at her in surprise. He didn't think they were done. He didn't understand why he couldn't stay with Miss Lumpton. Why couldn't things go on the way they had for the past three years?His governess came over to where he sat and gave him an awkward pat on the head. "Good luck, dear boy." She grabbed one of the suitcases and left the room in search of her Tidy Sum.Nate did feel like crying then. Instead, he blinked quite fast."Now," the lawyer boomed, "we must go, too." He pulled a pocket watch from his vest and looked at it. "You have a train to catch.""A train?" Nate asked."Yes. Now put that book of yours away and come along." The lawyer closed his watch with a snap. "Eh, what have you drawn there?" he asked. "A walrus?""Er, yes." Nate shut the sketchbook quickly, before the lawyer could recognize himself."Well, do hurry. It wouldn't do to miss the train. It wouldn't do at all." The lawyer came out from behind his desk and grabbed Nate's suitcase.Nate stood up and tucked his sketchbook under his arm. The lawyer clamped his hand onto Nate's shoulder and steered him out of the office.Nate had to take giant steps to keep up. The train station was only two blocks away, but Nate was out of breath by the time they got there."All aboard!" the conductor called out."Here." The lawyer thrust the suitcase at Nate and shoved a ticket into his hand. "Hurry, boy! They won't hold the train for you." His voice was gruff and impatient. Nate wondered if the lawyer would get a Tidy Sum for getting him on the train.Once he was onboard, Nate hurried to the window to wave goodbye, but the lawyer had already left. Excerpted from Flight of the Phoenix by R. L. LaFevers All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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