In this activity, students will identify a theme from the book and support it with evidence from the text. Besides it was the real McCoy. Frankweiler Summary Claudia Kincaid is tired of the injustice and mundaneness of her life. Now they could board the train without having to purchase tickets. Don't worry, Claude; I'll recognize the book. They were that well disciplined. You're carrying enough weight around already.
He chose to fight Claudia with the one weapon he had? Otherwise, Claudia would have worried for fear the driver could hear her heart, for it sounded to her like their electric percolator brewing the morning's coffee. They listened to the guide, a very pretty young lady who worked for the museum, and they learned a lot. But they found a good and proper group in the American wing where they spent a lovely and informative hour and a half learning about the arts and crafts of colonial days. When he heard the sound of running water, he assumed that some male visitor was using the men's room to wash up. The bus came to a stop. I'm afraid, though, that our budget won't allow this expense.
When the guard at that entrance told them to check their instrument cases, Claudia told him that they were just passing through on their way to meet their mother. When they got up, both were grinning. They were shivering when they got out. Without the guards hurrying him. They peeked out of the window of the bus, and saw that the coast was clear.
Jamie wanted to hide his things in a mummy case, but Claudia said that that would be unnecessarily complicated. I truly believe that his name has magic even now; the best kind of magic because it comes from true greatness. Her concern for delicate details is as well developed as mine. They heard the door open. No wonder Jamie had more than twenty-four dollars; he was a gambler and a cheapskate.
I brought my cards along. They would meet when a red light held him up. The silence seeped from their heads to their soles and into their souls. . The next morning Claudia and Jamie boarded the school bus as usual, according to plan. Claudia insisted on a fresh change of underwear every day.
New York was a great place, and being called brilliant had cooled her down. At one of these mutual stops Claudia instructed Jamie to wait for her on the corner of Madison Avenue and 80th Street, for there they would turn left to Fifth Avenue. Claudia was ready to pull Jamie out of line and make him learn another part of the museum today, but she got a glimpse of the room they were to go to next. Having words and explanations for everything is top modern. It was a beautifully carved Roman marble sarcophagus. They followed the line to the end of the Renaissance Hall. That night they removed all their dirty clothes from their instrument cases and stuffed those that would fit into various pockets.
So she set forth for herself and for her brother the task of learning everything about the museum. No one in our family but me ever goes through the trash. As they entered the main door on Fifth Avenue, the guard clicked off two numbers on his people counter. The sound of footsteps broke the silence and her concentration. Besides, it was a cloudy day, and museum attendance always improves in bad weather.
Here they were out in the open with a light on! What are you wearing that makes so much noise? Like being born with perfect pitch, or being born very ordinary and then winning the Congressional Medal of Honor or getting an Academy Award. They never knew exactly why she did, but she did. She chose Jamie, the second youngest of her three younger brothers. She wanted to sit on the lounge chair that had been made for Marie Antoinette or at least sit at her writing table. He didn't even know what the Renaissance was except that it sounded important and there seemed to be an awful lot of it. Claudia told him that she fully expected to check out at 4:30.