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书名：Hoot猫头鹰的叫声

难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数760L
作者：Carl Hiaasen
出版社名称：Yearling Books
出版时间：2005
语种：英文 
ISBN：9780440419396
商品尺寸：13.3 x 1.9 x 19.4 cm
包装：平装
页数：304

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This Newbery Honor-winning, hilarious Floridian adventure involves new kids, bullies, alligators, eco-warriors, pancakes, pint-sized owls, and more. A New York Times bestseller!
Everybody loves Mother Paula's pancakes. Everybody, that is, except the colony of cute but endangered owls that live on the building site of the new restaurant. Can the awkward new kid and his feral friend prank the pancake people out of town? Or is the owls' fate cemented in pancake batter?

Review
"A wonderful tour-de-force."--The Boston Globe

"A rollicking, righteous story."--The Miami Herald

"You don't have to be a young adult to enjoy it."--The New York Times Book Review

"Yes, it is a hoot."--The Washington Post Book World

要不是被人按在了校车玻璃上，罗伊就永远不会发现那个男孩。

那个赤脚奔跑的男孩，他没背书包，也没带书，更奇怪的是他没有去学校，而是跑进了一片森林！
罗伊跟踪这个古怪的男孩，发现他居然养着许多带有剧毒的响尾蛇和南美洲鳄鱼，还有……
这个男孩是谁？他为什么不上学？他养这些动物干什么？
这是一本小朋友和大朋友都喜欢的书。它既是一个悬念丛生的故事，也是三个中学生的冒险之旅，还是一场孩子与大人的“战争”。猫头鹰的叫声，唤醒了人们心中的无限温情，编织了一张爱与拯救的大网。

Unfortunately, Roy’s first acquaintance in Florida is Dana Matherson, a well-known bully. Then again, if Dana hadn’t been sinking his thumbs into Roy’s temples and mashing his face against the school-bus window, Roy might never have spotted the running boy. And the running boy is intriguing: he was running away from the school bus, carried no books, and—here’s the odd part—wore no shoes. Sensing a mystery, Roy sets himself on the boy’s trail. The chase introduces him to potty-trained alligators, a fake-fart champion, some burrowing owls, a renegade eco-avenger, and several extremely poisonous snakes with unnaturally sparkling tails.
Roy has most definitely arrived in Carl Hiaasen’s Florida.

Carl Hiaasen was born and raised in Florida. He is the author of thirteen previous novels, including the best sellers Razor Girl, Bad Monkey, Star Island, Nature Girl, Skinny Dip, Sick Puppy, and Lucky You, and five best-selling children’s books, Hoot, Flush, Scat, Chomp, and Skink. His most recent work of nonfiction is Dance of the Reptiles, a collection of his columns.

But on this day, a Monday (Roy would never forget), Dana Matherson grabbed Roy’s head from behind and pressed his thumbs into Roy’s temple, as if he were squeezing a soccer ball. The older kids were supposed to stay in the back of the bus, but Dana had snuck up behind Roy’s seat and ambushed him. When Roy tried to wriggle free, Dana mushed his face against the window.
It was then, squinting through the smudged glass, that Roy spotted the strange boy running along the sidewalk. It appeared as if he was hurrying to catch the school bus, which had stopped at a corner to pick up more kids.
The boy was straw-blond and wiry, and his skin was nutbrown from the sun. The expression on his face was intent and serious. He wore a faded Miami Heat basketball jersey and dirty khaki shorts, and here was the odd part: no shoes. The soles of his bare feet looked as black as barbecue coals.
Trace Middle School didn’t have the world’s strictest dress code, but Roy was pretty sure that some sort of footwear was required. The boy might have been carrying sneakers in his backpack, if only he’d been wearing a backpack. No shoes, no backpack, no books-strange, indeed, on a school day.
Roy was sure that the barefoot boy would catch all kinds of grief from Dana and the other big kids once he boarded the bus, but that didn’t happen....
Because the boy kept running-past the corner, past the line of students waiting to get on the bus; past the bus itself. Roy wanted to shout, "Hey, look at that guy!" but his mouth wasn’t working so well. Dana Matherson still had him from behind, pushing his face against the window.
As the bus pulled away from the intersection, Roy hoped to catch another glimpse of the boy farther up the street. However, he had turned off the sidewalk and was now cutting across a private yard-running very fast, much faster than Roy could run and maybe even faster than Richard, Roy’s best friend back in Montana. Richard was so fast that he got to work out with the high school track squad when he was only in seventh grade.