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  Contents

  Franklin’s New Friend

  Franklin’s Bad Day

  Franklin Has a Sleepover

  Franklin is a trademark of Kids Can Press Ltd.

  Text © 1997 by Contextx. Inc.

  Illustrations © 1997 Brenda Clark Illustrator Inc.

  Interior illustrations prepared with the assistance of Muriel Hughes Wood.

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior written permission of Kids Can Press Ltd. or, in case for photocopying or other reprographic copying, a license from CANCOPY (Canadian Copyright Licensing Agency), 1 Yonge Street, Suite 1900, Toronto, ON, M5E 1E5.

  Kids Can Press acknowledges the financial support of the Ontario Arts Council, the Canada Council for the Arts and the Government of Canada, through the BPIDP, for our publishing activity.

  Kids Can Press Ltd.

  29 Birch Avenue

  Toronto, Ontario, Canada

  M4V 1E2

  www.kidscanpress.com

  Printed in Hong Kong, China, by Wing King Tong Company Limited

  This book is limp sewn with a drawn-on cover.

  CDN PA 97 0 9 8 7

  Canadian Cataloguing in Publication Data

  Bourgeois, Paulette

  Franklin’s new friend

  eISBN 978-1-4532-1867-9

  ISBN 1-55074-361-9 (bound) ISBN 1-55074-363-5 (pbk)

  I. Clark, Brenda. II. Title

  PS8553.085477F73 1997 jC813’.54 C96932539-8

  PZ7.B67Fr 1997

  Kids Can Press is a Corus™ Entertainment Company

  Franklin’s New Friend

  Written by Paulette Bourgeois

  Illustrated by Brenda Clark

  Kids Can Press

  FRANKLIN had always lived in the same house in the same town. He had grown up with his friends, and each one had a special place in Franklin’s life.

  When Franklin wanted to play hide and seek, he called Fox. If Franklin needed a best friend, he called Bear.

  Franklin never thought about making friends until a new family moved in down the lane.

  Franklin was curious about the newcomers.

  He rubbed his eyes as the movers unloaded the furniture. The beds were made for giants, and the lamps were as tall as trees.

  When Franklin finally saw the family, he was speechless.

  Franklin had never met a moose before. He had heard about moose. He had seen pictures of moose. But he had never actually known one. They were huge. Even the smallest moose was big.

  Franklin was so scared that he raced home.

  “A moose family moved in!”

  “That’s nice,” said Franklin’s mother. “Maybe you’ll make a new friend.”

  Franklin shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

  “I expect you to be nice when you meet someone new,” warned his mother.

  Franklin scowled.

  The next morning, there was a moose in Franklin’s classroom.

  “Please give a warm welcome to your new classmate,” said Mr. Owl.

  “Hello, Moose,” said the class in unison.

  Moose mumbled hello and looked at his feet.

  “He doesn’t look very friendly,” whispered Beaver.

  Mr. Owl told the class that Moose had come from a different place, far away.

  “Franklin,” said Mr. Owl, “I’d like you to be a buddy for Moose.”

  Franklin tried to smile but he was scared. Moose was so big!

  Moose didn’t say a word all morning.

  At recess, Franklin ran outside with his friends, leaving Moose behind. But Mr. Owl reminded Franklin that he was Moose’s buddy.

  “Do you want to play?” asked Franklin.

  Moose shook his head back and forth.

  Franklin was relieved.

  During recess, Moose stood alone as Franklin and his friends played soccer.

  Fox kicked the ball too hard, and it flew into a tree.

  “Now we’ll have to get Mr. Owl,” groaned Bear.

  “I’ve got it!” cried Moose. He knocked the ball out of the tree and sent it flying to Franklin.

  “That was good,” said Fox.

  “I guess,” shrugged Franklin.

  Back in the classroom, Mr. Owl asked Franklin and Moose to make a poster for the bake sale.

  “I don’t need any help,” said Franklin.

  Mr. Owl talked to Franklin alone. “Try to imagine how Moose feels. He’s new and he has no friends here. He’s probably scared.”

  “Moose can’t be scared,” said Franklin. “He’s so big.”

  Mr. Owl looked at Franklin. “Big or little, we all get scared.”

  Franklin thought about that.

  Franklin got the paints and the paper.

  “Do you want to help me, Moose?”

  “Oh, yes,” said Moose. “I love to draw.”

  They sat side by side and planned the poster together.

  Franklin realized that Moose didn’t seem as big when he was sitting.

  After much work, the poster was perfect. They both thought so.

  At library time, Franklin taught Moose how to borrow books.

  Moose showed Franklin how to cut a perfect circle.

  They both liked to build structures.

  Franklin and Moose had a lot in common.

  At lunch, Franklin made sure that Bear and his other friends got to know his new buddy.

  They liked Moose. Besides, he was a very good soccer player.

  When Franklin got home from school, he was happy.

  “Guess what?” he told his mother. “I have a new friend.”

  “So you met Moose?” asked his mother. “What’s he like?”

  “Moose is big,” said Franklin. “But he’s not mean or scary.”

  “Good,” said his mother. “Would you like to take some of these cookies to him?”

  Franklin went to Moose’s house.

  They ate all the cookies together.

  “I’m glad you were my buddy,” said Moose. “I was worried that nobody would play with me.”

  “Really?” said Franklin. He could barely remember being afraid of Moose.

  From then on, Franklin and Moose played together all the time. Now Franklin’s new friend was a special friend.

  Franklin is a trademark of Kids Can Press Ltd.

  Text © 1996 by Contextx. Inc.

  Illustrations © 1996 Brenda Clark Illustrator Inc.

  Interior illustrations prepared with the assistance of Muriel Hughes Wood.

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior written permission of Kids Can Press Ltd. or, in case for photocopying or other reprographic copying, a license from The Canadian Copyright Licensing Agency (Access Copyright). For an Access Copyright license, visit www.accesscopyright.ca or call toll free to 1-800-893-5777.

  Kids Can Press acknowledges the financial support of the Ontario Arts Council, the Canada Council for the Arts and the Government of Canada, through the BPIDP, for our publishing activity.

  Published in Canada by

  Kids Can Press Ltd.

  25 Dockside Drive

  Toronto, ON M5A 0B5

  www.kidscanpress.com

  The hardcover edition of this book is smyth sewn casebound.

  The paperback edition of this book is limp sewn with a drawn-on cover.

  Manufactured in Buji, She
nzhen, China, in 10/2010 by WKT Company

  CM 96 0 9 8 7 6 5 4

  CDN PA 96 0 9 8 7

  Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication

  Bourgeois, Paulette

  Franklin’s bad day/Paulette Bourgeois; Brenda Clark [illustrations].

  ISBN 978-1-55453-732-7

  1. Franklin (Fictitious character: Bourgeois) – Juvenile fiction. I. Clark, Brenda II. Title.

  PS8553.085477F8368 2011 jC813’.54 C2010-906678-2

  PZ7.B67Fr 1997

  Kids Can Press is a Corus™ Entertainment Company

  Franklin’s Bad Day

  Written by Paulette Bourgeois

  Illustrated by Brenda Clark

  Kids Can Press

  FRANKLIN loved to play outside in winter. He could skate forwards and backwards. He liked to catch snowflakes on his tongue and make angels in the snow. But today was different. Franklin was having a very bad day.

  It started in the morning. Franklin was grumpy when he woke up.

  “That’s a grouchy face,” teased his father.

  “Yes it is,” said Franklin. He crossed his arms and frowned.

  “Would you like a nice breakfast?” asked his mother.

  “No!” said Franklin.

  His mother made breakfast anyway.

  Franklin stared out the window. Heavy grey clouds pushed across the sky.

  “It’s even a bad day outside,” grumbled Franklin.

  He picked at his food.

  For the rest of the morning, nothing went right.

  Franklin knocked over his juice and broke his favourite cup. He couldn’t find his marbles, and the last piece of his puzzle was missing.

  Franklin slammed a door and stomped his feet.

  “You seem awfully cranky,” said his mother.

  “I am not!” shouted Franklin.

  Just then, Bear knocked on the door. Franklin peeked out.

  “Do you want to make a snowman or ride on my sled?” asked Bear.

  Franklin sighed. “I don’t want to do anything.”

  “Please?” Bear said.

  “Fresh air will do you good,” said his parents. “Out you go with Bear.”

  They handed Franklin his hat and mittens.

  Franklin pouted as he bundled up and went outside.

  The two friends walked along the path near Otter’s house.

  “Let’s ask Otter to come,” said Bear.

  Franklin gave Bear a puzzled look.

  “Oh, I forgot,” said Bear sadly. “Otter moved away yesterday.”

  They didn’t talk all the way to the hill.

  Franklin kneeled at the front of the sled and Bear sat behind him.

  Bear gave a push. “Let’s go!” he shouted.

  The sled glided halfway down the slope. And then it stopped. They had landed on a bare patch.

  “Oh no!” wailed Franklin. “What a terrible day!”

  The hill was no fun, so Beaver suggested they go to the pond.

  When they arrived, the pond was roped off.

  “No skating today,” warned Mr. Mole. “The ice is thin.”

  Franklin lost his temper. “This is my worstest day ever!”

  “There’s no such word as worstest,” said Beaver.

  “There is for me!” said Franklin. “I’m leaving!”

  Franklin stormed home.

  He threw his skates and his slushy, mushy mittens on the floor.

  “Please pick up your things,” said his mother.

  “NO!” he yelled.

  Franklin was sent to his room.

  Franklin was so furious that he kicked his castle.

  His father came running when he heard the crash. “What’s going on in here?”

  Franklin lay on the floor and cried.

  “Don’t worry,” said his father. “You can build the castle again.”

  “But I made that castle with Otter, and she’s not here any more,” sobbed Franklin.

  “Oh, now I understand,” said Franklin’s father. “You’re mad and sad because your friend moved away.”

  Franklin nodded.

  “And you miss her a lot,” his father said.

  “Yes,” agreed Franklin in a small voice.

  They hugged each other for a long time.

  “Otter and I did lots of things together,” said Franklin. “Now we can’t.”

  “You can still be friends,” said Franklin’s father. “You can share your feelings by calling or writing.”

  Franklin thought for a moment.

  “Do we have a big envelope and some stamps?” he asked.

  Franklin spent the rest of the day making a scrapbook for Otter.

  He filled it with pictures and drawings of the two friends together.

  Near the back, Franklin put a dozen envelopes. He printed his address on each one.

  On the last page, he wrote:

  Please write to me. Then we can stay friends forever.

  As he walked to the mailbox, Franklin felt better.

  Snow was falling and it was getting cold enough for the pond to freeze.

  Franklin had a feeling that tomorrow would be a good day.

  Franklin is a trademark of Kids Can Press Ltd.

  Text © 1996 by Contextx. Inc.

  Illustrations © 1997 Brenda Clark Illustrator Inc.

  Interior illustrations prepared with the assistance of Muriel Hughes Wood.

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior written permission of Kids Can Press Ltd. or, in case for photocopying or other reprographic copying, a license from The Canadian Copyright Licensing Agency (Access Copyright). For an Access Copyright license, visit www.accesscopyright.ca or call toll free to 1-800-893-5777.

  Kids Can Press acknowledges the financial support of the Ontario Arts Council, the Canada Council for the Arts and the Government of Canada, through the BPIDP, for our publishing activity.

  Published in Canada by

  Kids Can Press Ltd.

  25 Dockside Drive

  Toronto, ON M5A 0B5

  www.kidscanpress.com

  The hardcover edition of this book is smyth sewn casebound.

  The paperback edition of this book is limp sewn with a drawn-on cover.

  Manufactured in Buji, Shenzhen, China, in 10/2010 by WKT Company

  CM 96 0 9 8 7 6 5 4

  CDN PA 96 20 19 18 17 16 15 14 13 12 11

  Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication

  Bourgeois, Paulette

  Franklin has a sleepover / Paulette Bourgeois, Brenda Clark.

  ISBN 978-1-55453-736-5

  1. Franklin (Fictitious character: Bourgeois) – Juvenile fiction. I. Clark, Brenda II. Title.

  PS8553.085477F687 2011 1997 jC813’.54 C2010-906683-9

  Kids Can Press is a Corus™ Entertainment Company

  Franklin Has a Sleepover

  Written by Paulette Bourgeois

  Illustrated by Brenda Clark

  Kids Can Press

  FRANKLIN could count by twos and tie his shoes. He could zip zippers and button buttons. He could even sleep alone in his small, dark shell. So Franklin thought he was ready for his first sleepover. He asked his mother if Bear could stay overnight.

  “All right,” said Franklin’s mother. “But where will Bear sleep?”

  Franklin’s room was small for a turtle and a bear.

  “We could sleep in the living room,” suggested Franklin. “And we could have a campfire outside and …”

  “Wait a minute!” laughed Franklin’s mother. “You haven’t even asked Bear yet.”

  Bear did a happy dance after Franklin called.

  “May I please go?” he asked.

  His parents worried that the two friends would keep each other awake all night.

  “We’ll sleep,” promised Bear.

  Then they wondered if he would feel homesick.

&nb
sp; “Not me!” said Bear

  So his parents said yes.

  Bear called Franklin. “I can come! I can come!” he shouted.

  Franklin could hardly wait. Bear wouldn’t arrive until after supper, and Franklin had just finished lunch. So he sorted all his toys and picked Bear’s favourites. He made sure there was enough to eat. He even tidied his room. Franklin wanted everything to be just right for his first sleepover.

  Bear was excited, too. He couldn’t decide what to bring and what to leave behind. He filled an enormous bag with toys, books, a pillow, a sleeping bag, a puzzle and a flashlight. He packed slippers, a toothbrush and a snack. He put his bunny on the top of the bag. And every hour he asked if it was time to go.

  After supper, Franklin sat by the window, waiting for his friend. Finally, Bear and his parents arrived.

  “Have a good time,” they said. Bear gave them each a great big hug.

  “We’re camping in the living room,” said Franklin.

  “Oh, I’ve never done that before,” said Bear.

  He laid out his sleeping bag and Franklin made a tent from a tablecloth.

  “This is going to be so much fun,” giggled Bear.

  They played all their favourite games. Before long it was dark outside.

  “How about a campfire?” asked Franklin’s father.