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Zusatztext “Cameron’s crisply direct advice! all of which is right on! ranges from practical items . . . to profound character-building insights—and the learning goes on in an author’s note citing Internet resources about space exploration.”— Kirkus Reviews “Kids will be thrilled by the possibility of running into an astronaut in the checkout line.”— The Bulletin ! Recommended Informationen zum Autor Ann Cameron is the bestselling author of many popular children's books, including the Julian's World series. She lives in Guatemala. Klappentext If you loved The Stories Julian Tells, wait until you hear about the adventures of his best friend, Gloria! The Julian's World chapter book series is all about friendship, family, and imagination! What if your dream came true . . . and nobody believed you? When Gloria goes to the store to buy an onion, she can't believe who she meets! A real astronaut named Dr. Grace Street. Dr. Street explains to Gloria that problems aren't always as big as they seem. And that's good news! Because Gloria's problem feels gigantic. She can't seem to do anything to please her teacher, Mrs. Yardley. When Gloria writes a report about meeting Dr. Street, Mrs. Yardley doesn't believe her. How can Gloria prove she's telling the truth?"Kids will be thrilled by the possibility of running into an astronaut in the checkout line." -The Bulletin, Recommended Leseprobe The Astronaut and the Onion My mother was making spaghetti sauce. She said, "Gloria, honey, would you go buy me an onion?" "Sure," I said. She gave me some money, and I went. The store was crowded with old people holding tightly to their shopping carts, little kids hollering to their parents for candy, and lots of people staring at shopping lists and blocking the aisles. I ducked around all the carts and went to the back where the vegetables are. From all the onions in the bin, I took the prettiest--a big round one, light tan and shiny, with a silvery glow to its skin. I carried it to the express checkout and stood at the end of a very long line. Next to me there was a giant Berkbee's Baby Food display. It was like a wall of glass, and taller than I am. All the little jars were stacked up to look like a castle, with pennants that said "Baby Power" sticking out above the castle doorways and windows. At the top there was a high tower with a red-and-white flag that said "Berkbee's Builds Better Babies!" I started counting the jars, but when I got to 346, I gave up. There must have been at least a thousand. The checkout line didn't move. To pass the time, I started tossing my onion from hand to hand. I tried to improve and make my throws harder to catch. A woman wearing a sky-blue jogging suit got in line behind me. She was holding a cereal box. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. I decided to show her what a really good catcher I am. I made a wild and daring onion throw. I missed the catch. The onion kept going, straight for the middle of the baby food castle. The castle was going to fall! My folks would have to pay for every broken jar! The store manager would kill me. After that, my folks would bring me back to life to tell me things that would be much worse than death. I was paralyzed. I shut my eyes. I didn't hear a crash. Maybe I had gone deaf from fright. Or maybe I was in a time warp because of my fear. In fifty years the onion would land, and that would be the end of me. I felt a tap on my shoulder. If I opened my eyes, I would see the store manager and all the broken jars. I didn't want to see him. I didn't want to know how bad it was. There came a tap again, right on the top of my head. I heard a woman's voice. "I have your onion." I opened my eyes. The woman in the jogging suit handed the onion to me. "Lucky I used to pl...
