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Hugo is a young Sasquatch who longs for adventure. Boone is young boy who longs to see a Sasquatch. When their worlds collide, they become the unlikeliest pair of best friends. At the Academy for Curious Squidges, Hugo learns all manner of Sneaking-after all, the most important part of being a Sasquatch is staying hidden from humans. But Hugo dreams of roaming free in the Big Wide World rather than staying cooped up in caves. When he has an unexpected run-in with a young human boy, Hugo seizes the opportunity for a grand adventure. Soon, the two team up to search high and low for mythical beasts, like Ogopogos and Snoot-Nosed Gints. Through discovering these new creatures, together, Big Foot and Little Foot explore the ins and outs of each other's very different worlds but learn that, deep down, maybe they're not so different after all.

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Publié par	ABRAMS BOOKS
Date de parution	10 avril 2018
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781683352433
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	3 Mo

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PUBLISHER S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author s imagination or used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Cataloging-in-Publication Data has been applied for and may be obtained from the Library of Congress. ISBN 978-1-4197-2859-4 eISBN 978-1-68335-243-3
Text copyright 2018 Ellen Potter Illustrations copyright 2018 Felicita Sala Book design by Siobh n Gallagher
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For Addison, Natalie, Ethan, and Violet Waterman, who are always ready for an adventure in the Big Wide World.
1 Hugo
Deep in the cold North Woods, there lived a young Sasquatch named Hugo. He was bigger than you but smaller than me, and he was hairier than both of us. He lived in apartment 1G in the very back of Widdershins Cavern with his mother and father and his older sister, Winnie.

Even though the apartment was very small, there was a nice little stream that ran right into Hugo s bedroom. It entered through a hole in the bottom of the stone wall, traveled across the room, and then escaped out another hole in the wall by Hugo s toy chest.
Hugo had carved a little wooden boat that was small enough to sail in the stream. He pretended that he was the captain of the boat and he was sailing to Bora Bora or Atlantic City or some other mysterious place that his grandfather had told him about. He d make storms by swirling his hand in the stream, and the toy boat would wobble wildly but wouldn t topple.
Sometimes little fish swam into his bedroom. They were on their way to Ripple Worm River, which ran through the North Woods. Hugo pretended the fish were sharks and that they were attacking his boat. He made the noise of a shark splooshing out of the ocean and clacking its teeth. (Sasquatches are excellent at making pretend noises. For instance, if you are in the woods and hear a howl, you may, in fact, be hearing a Sasquatch pretending to be a coyote.)
The fish played with Hugo for a while, but in the end they always swam out through the hole in the wall and into the Big Wide World, where Hugo was never allowed to go.
2 Hair Balls
Each morning, Hugo and his sister, Winnie, walked to school. Because their apartment was at the east end of the cavern, and their school was at the west end, Hugo and Winnie had to walk quite a long way. The cavern floor was icy cold against their bare feet, and their breath made cloudy puffs as they walked along.

Do you think sharks would eat a Sasquatch? Hugo asked Winnie.
Don t be a pinhead, Hugo, said Winnie. She was always grumpy in the morning. There aren t any sharks in a cavern.
But I might become a sailor. And if I ran into a shark, I d like to know if it would eat me.
Sasquatches don t become sailors, Winnie told him.
Maybe sometimes they do, Hugo said.
No, never, said Winnie firmly.
Winnie then stopped in front of apartment 1B. She gave a quick rap on the door. The door opened, and her friend Hazel came out.
Winnie and Hazel rubbed their elbows together and bumped their hips together and then said, Hakkah-makka-momo.

That s because they were in a secret club, except it wasn t very secret since everyone at school knew about it. Anyway, the only thing they ever did in the club was make their own lip gloss.
Right behind Hazel came Hazel s younger sister, Gigi. She was a small Sasquatch, as Sasquatches go. She had three thin braids down the right side of her head and very good posture.
As they walked along, Hugo asked, Gigi, do you think a Sasquatch could become a sailor?
Gigi thought for a minute. She was a slow but excellent thinker.
It s possible, she said.
Hugo s spirits lifted.
But, Gigi added, the Sasquatch would have to be VERY careful not to be seen by Humans.

Of course. Hugo nodded seriously. A Sasquatch could never be seen by Humans. That was the Most Important Rule.
He d need a boat, too, said Gigi.
That was no problem , thought Hugo. Sasquatches were good builders. They could build just about anything from logs.

And he would have to bring along five barrels of blackberries and twenty jars of acorn butter for the trip, Gigi added.
Right! said Hugo. He d bring thirty jars of acorn butter, since that was his favorite thing to eat.
And do you think a shark would eat a Sasquatch? Hugo asked.
Gigi snorted. Of course not! Eating a Sasquatch would give a shark hair balls.
Phew, that s a relief, said Hugo.
Gigi thought some more.
There s something else a Sasquatch would need, she said. A Navigator.
A Navigator. Hugo nodded thoughtfully. After a moment he asked, Is that anything like an alligator?

No, Hugo. A Navigator is someone who knows all about the Big Wide World. A Navigator tells you which way to go.
Oh. That might be a problem , thought Hugo. Sasquatches don t know about the Big Wide World. They only know about caves and trees and acorn butter and berries and the deep, cold woods.
3 The Academy for Curious Squidges
Even though Hugo s school was in a cave, it was a cozy, cheerful-looking place. Painted in loopy yellow letters above the door were the words T HE ACADEMY FOR C URIOUS S QUIDGES . (A squidge, in case you don t know, is what you call a young Sasquatch.) There were three classrooms in the Academy. Classroom One was for the youngest squidges. Classroom Two was for squidges who were old enough to know better. Classroom Three was for squidges who thought they knew better than everyone else but really didn t.

Hugo was in Classroom One. Behind the teacher s desk, colorful letters of the alphabet hung across the wall on a long string. In a corner of the classroom, by a reading loft that looked like a tree house, there were posters of plants and flowers and berries. The posters either said Y UM ! or B LECH ! This was to help squidges figure out what was safe to eat in the woods.
Hugo and Gigi went to their cubbies to put away their backpacks. Their classmate Izzy was there, too.
Hi, Izzy, Hugo said.
Hi, Yooho, Izzy replied. I got a new packa monsta cobs. Izzy wore headgear for his overbite, so it was sometimes hard to understand him.
What did he say? Gigi whispered to Hugo.

He says he got a new pack of Monster Cards, Hugo translated.
Izzy reached into his backpack and pulled out a small blue-and-yellow rectangular package. On it were the words M AD M ARVIN S M ONSTER C ARDS . C OLLECT T HEM A LL !
Any good ones? Hugo asked.
Izzy handed the package to Hugo. There were three cards in the package plus a flat piece of boysenberry gum. One of the Monster Cards had a picture of a Fish-Tailed Goat, which looks exactly the way you think it would. Another card was of a Lumpen Murch, which is a bumpy black creature that lives in volcanoes and drinks hot lava. The last one was a Snoot-Nosed Gint, a giant lizard with a spike on its head. The picture on the card showed the Snoot-Nosed Gint perched on a tree limb, its mouth wide open to show its sharp teeth.

Hey, said Hugo, I ll trade you some Stink Sap for the Snoot-Nosed Gint. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a yellowy-green ball. This was Stink Sap. If you rolled it around in your hand, it got warm and squishy and smelled very bad. That was all it did, really, but each Stink Sap smelled different, so that was interesting.
Izzy took the Stink Sap and rolled it around in his hand. Then he gave it a sniff.
Ewww ! he said. He thought for a moment. Okay. He put the Stink Sap in his backpack and handed the Snoot-Nosed Gint card to Hugo.
Hugo read the back of the card: The Snoot-Nosed Gint spends most of its time in trees. Although its long, sharp teeth look fearsome, its most deadly weapon is the spike on its head, which is poisonous.
Hugo turned the card over to look at the picture again. I m glad Snoot-Nosed Gints aren t real.
Actually, Gigi said, someone once claimed to see a Snoot-Nosed Gint right outside their cave.
Hugo shuddered. Sometimes he wished Gigi didn t know absolutely everything.
All the squidges rushed to their seats when their teacher, Mrs. Nukluk, walked into the classroom. She was wearing her long white cloak made of goose feathers. She wore that cloak every day, even in the summer. She said it was because she grew up in a cave way down south where it was all sunshiny, and she had never gotten used to the cold North Woods.
Good morning, class! One, two, three, eyes on me, said Mrs.