Sunday, January 8, 2017

Alaska




  Flapping his arms, stomping his feet, and shouting all the way, he traveled across the ice and snow until he skittered down into the state of Alaska and onto the shores of the Bearing Sea.

  Unlike the North Pole, here there were forests of birch and aspen. But like where he came from, it was still very, very cold.

  Winter windfall branches were scattered about, and the gnome quickly set about digging a pit and filling it with kindling and such.

  But poor Alappuu had a wealth of ideas but not a single match with which to light a fire.

Grome from Nome
written by Stephen Cosgrove, illustrated by Robin James
ISBN 978-1-57061-777-5




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