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For
as long as she can remember, Lea has known about fireworks. That's
because her father is a firework-maker. He would put her cradle in
the corner of his workshop where she could see sparks play and listen to
fizzle and crash. When she burned her fingers while toddling around
the workshop, her father would splash water on them and kiss them to make
them better; and Lea would continue to play. When she was old enough
to learn, her father taught her how to make fireworks. She invented
splendid new firework styles. But when Lea spoke to her father about
becoming an official firework- maker, he wouldn't agree to it. Not
only was she a girl girls were not official firework-makers
but it was time that she start thinking of finding a husband. So
angry is Lea that she sets off, alone, on a dangerous mission she
will journey to the Fire-Fiend for the special ingredient that makes the
finest fireworks. Without that ingredient, Lea will never be a true
firework-maker. But alas . . . she sets off without having all the
information she needs for a successful journey. What she doesn't
know is that, in order to get that special ingredient, she must have the
magical water that will protect her from the flames of the Fire-Fiend.
Without the magical water, she'll never see her home again.
Will Lea become a firework-maker?
That's for you to find out by reading The Firework-Maker’s Daughter.
(Mary Joan Kirkegard, Media Specialist, E. G. Hewitt Intermediate School,
Ringwood, NJ) |