Three Classic Franklin Stories: Franklin Is Lost, Franklin's Secret Club, and Franklin and Harriet

Three Classic Franklin Stories: Franklin Is Lost, Franklin's Secret Club, and Franklin and Harriet

Paulette Bourgeois, Brenda Clark

Language: English

Pages: 10

ISBN: 2:00170654

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Franklin Is Lost

In this Franklin Classic Storybook, Franklin's mother tells him never to go into the woods. But one day Franklin is playing hide-and-seek with his friends and forgets what his mother has told him. Franklin is frightened when he realizes he's lost, but he knows just what to do'stay in his shell and wait to be found. A dramatic story with a happy ending.

Franklin's Secret Club

In this Franklin Classic Storybook, our hero discovers a hideaway'perfect for a secret club'but there's only room for four members. Soon Franklin becomes so busy with his Secret Club that he forgets about his other friends. When Beaver starts her own club, Franklin learns how it feels to be left out.

Franklin and Harriet

In this Franklin Classic Storybook, Franklin likes being a big brother ' most of the time. But when his little sister, Harriet, wants to play with his favorite stuffed animal, Franklin doesn't want to share. As they tug at the toy, something terrible happens. It rips! Franklin's mother fixes it, but he remains angry and hides the toy in his closet. Then Franklin discovers it's not the toy that makes Harriet happy'it's her big brother who brings a smile to her face. Franklin decides that maybe sharing isn't so bad after all.

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heard: “Crick, crack, crick, crack, crick, crack, squish.” “Who’s there?” whispered Franklin. But no one answered. Then Franklin heard a new sound. It sounded like someone calling his name. He heard it again. “Here I am! Here I am!” Franklin shouted over and over. CRICK CRACK, CRICK CRACK, CRICK CRACK, SQUISH. Franklin’s parents came over the knoll. “There you are!” They hugged him and kissed him and held him tight. “We were so worried,” said Franklin’s father. “You were told not to

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said Franklin. “Snail and Rabbit will fit. Let’s ask them to join.” Together, Snail, Rabbit, Franklin and Bear fixed up the clubhouse. They called themselves the Secret Club. The club members met every day after school. They ate blueberry muffins and made tin-can telephones. They made macaroni bracelets and gave them to one another. Franklin was so busy doing secret things with the other club members that he almost forgot about the rest of his friends. At school, everyone was being

six o’clock. Franklin must have hurried home for supper.” “Of course,” they said, and off they went. At Franklin’s house, the clock struck six. Franklin’s parents were annoyed. Their supper was ready. By half-past six, they were worried and went looking for Franklin. Franklin’s father searched along the path. “Franklin,” he called. “Where are you?” Franklin’s mother talked to his friends. “Where’s Franklin?” she asked Bear. “Where’s Franklin?” she asked Otter and Goose. “Where’s

shadows flitted across the rocks. “Who’s there?” whispered Franklin. But no one answered because it was the clouds blowing across the face of the moon. “Whoo. Whoo.” “Who’s there?” whispered Franklin. But no one answered because it was Owl far, far away. “Whewwww. Whewwww.” “Who’s there?” whispered Franklin. But no one answered because it was the wind whistling through the trees. Franklin tried to sleep, but every sound made him jump. He was humming himself a little tune when he

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