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Annotation: Twelve-year-old Paul, who lives in the shadow of his football hero brother Erik, fights for the right to play soccer despite his near blindness and slowly begins to remember the incident that damaged his eyesight.
Genre: [Sports fiction]
Catalog Number: #292644
Format: Perma-Bound Edition
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Publisher: Harcourt
Copyright Date: 1997
Edition Date: 2006
Pages: 312 p.
Availability: Available
ISBN: Publisher: 0-15-205780-3 Perma-Bound: 0-605-65257-0
ISBN 13: Publisher: 978-0-15-205780-0 Perma-Bound: 978-0-605-65257-6
Dewey: Fic
LCCN: 2006286621
Dimensions: 19 cm.
Language: English
ALA Booklist
Although Paul needs thick glasses to enable him to see well enough to do things other kids do, his instinctual vision isn't impaired. It's 20/20, allowing him to see behind the facade of Tangerine County, Florida, where his family has recently moved. He chronicles his adjustment to this bizarre new place, describing his triumph at soccer, making new friends, and tending a tangerine grove. He also unravels the horrible truth about his disturbed, menacing older brother. There's a lot going on in the story--perhaps too much--and with the exception of Paul, the characters are little more than intriguing, shadowy shapes. Paul's musings occasionally seem too old for his years, as well. Still, the book has a lot going for it, especially the atmospheric portrait of the eerie community, where lightning strikes more often than it does anywhere else and a school is swallowed by a sinkhole. One thing is for sure: this dark debut novel proves that Bloor is a writer to watch. (Reviewed May 15, 1997)
Horn Book
Legally blind, Paul Fisher has lived most of his life in the shadow of his football star brother. But things change when they move to Tangerine County, where bizarre natural disasters are everyday occurrences, and Paul wins an unlikely new crew of friends on the soccer field. In a climactic ending, Paul finally confronts his parents with the truth about the brother he fears, and readers will cheer for this bright, funny, decent kid.
Kirkus Reviews
A legally blind seventh-grader with clearer vision than most wins acceptance in a new Florida school as his football-hero older brother self-destructs in this absorbing, multi-stranded debut. Paul's thick lenses don't keep him from being a first-rate soccer goalie, but they do make him, willy-nilly, a ``handicapped'' student and thus, according to his new coach, ineligible to play. After a giant sinkhole swallows much of his ramshackle school, Paul is able to transfer to another school where, with some parental collusion, he can keep his legal status a secret. It turns out to be a rough place, where ``minorities are in the majority,'' but Paul fits himself in, playing on the superb soccer team (as a substitute for one of the female stars of the group) and pitching in when a freeze threatens the citrus groves. Bloor fills in the setting with authority and broad irony: In Tangerine County, Florida, groves are being replaced by poorly designed housing developments through which drift clouds of mosquitoes and smoke from unquenchable ``muck fires.'' Football is so big that not even the death of a player struck by lightning during practice gets in the way of NFL dreams; no one, including Paul's parents, sees how vicious and amoral his brother, Erik, is off the field. Smart, adaptable, and anchored by a strong sense of self-worth, Paul makes a memorable protagonist in a cast of vividly drawn characters; multiple yet taut plotlines lead to a series of gripping climaxes and revelations. Readers are going to want more from this author. (Fiction. 11-15)"
Publishers Weekly
Living in surreal Tangerine County, Fla., a legally blind boy begins to uncover the ugly truth about his football-hero brother. PW praised Bloor for """"wedding athletic heroics to American gothic with a fluid touch and flair for dialogue."""" Ages 11-up. (Sept.)
School Library Journal
Gr 7-9-This collection of 14 original psychological horror tales is short on the gory stuff, but long on the terrors of adolescence and family life. From ghostly alcoholic fathers killed in drunk-driving accidents to obnoxious siblings who are conveniently made to disappear in amusement parks, these stories will please those readers ready for more sophisticated material. Many of the selections have a science-fiction/fantasy bent to them and read like updated episodes of The Twilight Zone. A few also contain vague sexual overtones. Given the recent craze for anything horrific, this book is sure to be a hit, and ideal for classroom read-alouds or booktalks. Some of the contributors, such as Vivian Vande Velde and Bruce Coville, are better known than others, but they have all turned in good performances here.-Carrie Schadle, New York Public Library
Word Count: 90,090
Reading Level: 4.3
Interest Level: 7-12
Accelerated Reader: reading level: 4.3 / points: 13.0 / quiz: 21573 / grade: Middle Grades
Reading Counts!: reading level:5.4 / points:20.0 / quiz:Q11243
Lexile: 680L
Guided Reading Level: U
Fountas & Pinnell: U
Friday, August 18For Mom the move from Texas to Florida was a military operation, like the many moves she had made as a child. We had our orders. We had our supplies. We had a timetable. If it had been necessary to do so, we would have driven the eight hundred miles from our old house to our new house straight through, without stopping at all. We would have refueled the Volvo while hurtling along at seventy-five miles per hour next to a moving convoy-refueling truck.Fortunately this wasnt necessary. Mom had calculated that we could leave at 6:00 A.M. central daylight time, stop three times at twenty minutes per stop, and still arrive at our destination at 9:00 P.M. eastern daylight time.I guess thats challenging if youre the driver. Its pretty boring if youre just sitting there, so I slept on and off until, in the early evening, we turned off Interstate 10 somewhere in western Florida.This scenery was not what I had expected at all, and I stared out the window, fascinated by it. We passed mile after mile of green fields overflowing with tomatoes and onions and watermelons. I suddenly had this crazy feeling like I wanted to bolt from the car and run through the fields until I couldnt run anymore. I said to Mom, This is Florida? This is what it looks like?Mom laughed. Yeah. What did you think it looked like?I dont know. A beach with a fifty-story condo on it.Well, it looks like that, too. Floridas a huge place. Well be living in an area thats more like this one. There are still a lot of farms around.What do they grow? I bet they grow tangerines.No. Not too many. Not anymore. This is too far north for citrus trees. Every few years they get a deep freeze that wipes them all out. Most of the citrus growers here have sold off their land to developers.Yeah? And what do the developers do with it?Well . . . they develop it. They plan communities with nice houses, and schools, and industrial parks. They create jobs construction jobs, teaching jobs, civil engineering jobs like your fathers.But once we got farther south and crossed into Tangerine County, we did start to see groves of citrus trees, and they were an amazing sight. They were perfect. Thousands upon thousands of trees in the red glow of sundown, perfectly shaped and perfectly aligned, vertically and horizontally, like squares in a million-square grid.Mom pointed. Look. Here comes the first industrial park.I looked up ahead and saw the highway curve off, left and right, into spiral exit ramps, like rams horns. Low white buildings with black windows stretched out in both directions. They were all identical.Mom said, Theres our exit. Right up there.I looked ahead another quarter mile and saw another pair of spiral ramps, but I couldnt see much else. A fine brown dust was now blowing across the highway, drifting like snow against the shoulders and swirling up into the air.We turned off Route 27, spiraled around the rams horns, and headed east. Suddenly the fine brown dirt became mix

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Paul Fisher sees the world from behind glasses so thick he looks like a bug-eyed alien. But he's not so blind that he can't see there are some very unusual things about his family's new home in Tangerine County, Florida. Where else does a sinkhole swallow the local school, fire burn underground for years, and lightning strike at the same time every day?The chaos is compounded by constant harassment from his football-star brother, and adjusting to life in Tangerine isn't easy for Paul--until he joins the soccer team at his middle school. With the help of his new teammates, Paul begins to discover what lies beneath the surface of his strange new hometown. And he also gains the courage to face up to some secrets his family has been keeping from him for far too long. In Tangerine, it seems, anything is possible.

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