Growing Up & Facts of Life
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Out of My Heart
Melody faces her fears to follow her passion in this stunning sequel to the acclaimed, New York Times bestselling middle grade novel Out of My Mind.
Melody, the huge-hearted heroine of Out of My Mind, is a year older, and a year braver. And now with her Medi-talker, she feels nothing's out of her reach, not even summer camp. There have to be camps for differently-abled kids like her, and she's going to sleuth one out. A place where she can trek through a forest, fly on a zip line, and even ride on a horse! A place where maybe she really can finally make a real friend, make her own decisions, and even do things on her own-the dream!
By the light of flickering campfires and the power of thunderstorms, through the terror of unexpected creatures in cabins and the first sparkle of a crush, Melody's about to discover how brave and strong she really is.
Melody, the huge-hearted heroine of Out of My Mind, is a year older, and a year braver. And now with her Medi-talker, she feels nothing's out of her reach, not even summer camp. There have to be camps for differently-abled kids like her, and she's going to sleuth one out. A place where she can trek through a forest, fly on a zip line, and even ride on a horse! A place where maybe she really can finally make a real friend, make her own decisions, and even do things on her own-the dream!
By the light of flickering campfires and the power of thunderstorms, through the terror of unexpected creatures in cabins and the first sparkle of a crush, Melody's about to discover how brave and strong she really is.
Editorial Reviews
"A deeply satisfying and worthy continuation of a beloved story." -- Kirkus Reviews, STARRED ― September 15, 2021
"Melody Brooks, a smart, determined 12-year-old diagnosed with cerebral palsy, returns in this sequel to 2010's Out of My Mind. Longing for independence from her family and daily routines, she persuades her parents to let her attend Camp Green Glades, a summer camp for kids with disabilities in her home state of Ohio. With the help of her Jamaican American counselor Trinity and three cabinmates, Melody navigates new experiences-including zip-lining, horseback riding, and a first crush. Melody's voice is as wryly funny as ever, and the supporting cast, which features kids and adults of various ethnicities and disabilities, treat her with respect and empathy… it's impossible not to be charmed by the witty protagonist's affirming, frequently ecstatic discovery of what it means to be part of a community that truly understands her."
-- Publishers Weekly *STARRED REVIEW* ― October 11, 2021
"Melody Brooks, a smart, determined 12-year-old diagnosed with cerebral palsy, returns in this sequel to 2010's Out of My Mind. Longing for independence from her family and daily routines, she persuades her parents to let her attend Camp Green Glades, a summer camp for kids with disabilities in her home state of Ohio. With the help of her Jamaican American counselor Trinity and three cabinmates, Melody navigates new experiences-including zip-lining, horseback riding, and a first crush. Melody's voice is as wryly funny as ever, and the supporting cast, which features kids and adults of various ethnicities and disabilities, treat her with respect and empathy… it's impossible not to be charmed by the witty protagonist's affirming, frequently ecstatic discovery of what it means to be part of a community that truly understands her."
-- Publishers Weekly *STARRED REVIEW* ― October 11, 2021
Short Excerpt Teaser
Chapter 1 CHAPTER 1
The firefly hovered over the back of my hand, then landed-slowly, effortlessly. I could hardly feel its delicate touch. Two wire-thin antennae, flickering, protruded from its tiny round head painted with a small red dot. I tried not to tremble. My hands often move on their own, whether I want them to or not, so I focused intensely, willing myself to remain still.
Its black wings, so shiny, opened and closed like scissors. I barely breathed. Dark lines that looked like they'd been painted on its back with a fine-tipped pen separated the crimson from the ebony.
The firefly seemed to be in no hurry to leave. It looked right at me.
I wondered about the magic of having iridescent floaties attached to my body-what it would feel like to lift into the air and glide on a whisper of wind.
What are you thinking, Mr. Firefly? As if it could hear me, its wings flexed out and in. And then it happened. One tiny bloom of bright yellow-green light gleamed from its body. It spoke to me! I know quite a bit about speaking out loud without saying a word.
As we sat there in the purpling twilight, just me and that lightning bug, I sighed with happiness. I might have breathed out too hard, because at that moment, the tiny insect lifted its wings and took off on an unseen breeze.
The firefly hovered over the back of my hand, then landed-slowly, effortlessly. I could hardly feel its delicate touch. Two wire-thin antennae, flickering, protruded from its tiny round head painted with a small red dot. I tried not to tremble. My hands often move on their own, whether I want them to or not, so I focused intensely, willing myself to remain still.
Its black wings, so shiny, opened and closed like scissors. I barely breathed. Dark lines that looked like they'd been painted on its back with a fine-tipped pen separated the crimson from the ebony.
The firefly seemed to be in no hurry to leave. It looked right at me.
I wondered about the magic of having iridescent floaties attached to my body-what it would feel like to lift into the air and glide on a whisper of wind.
What are you thinking, Mr. Firefly? As if it could hear me, its wings flexed out and in. And then it happened. One tiny bloom of bright yellow-green light gleamed from its body. It spoke to me! I know quite a bit about speaking out loud without saying a word.
As we sat there in the purpling twilight, just me and that lightning bug, I sighed with happiness. I might have breathed out too hard, because at that moment, the tiny insect lifted its wings and took off on an unseen breeze.
