Friday, September 05, 2008


Just about everybody has a know-how. They are really good at something, like making strawberry jam, or planting corn at the right time, or they can do puzzles really fast, or play music better than anyone is supposed to, or they can recite pi, or they are ALWAYS late. The Beaumonts have a know-how of a different sort called Savvies. Some can move the land, some can catch radio waves out of the air, or create electricity, or cause hurricanes, or do everything perfect, or go back in time, or open any lock. Mibs is hoping for for a good one. She is only two days away from getting her Savvy- everyone in her family gets their Savvy when they turn 13. But, her Poppa got in a really bad accident, and is now in a hospital in Salina, in a coma.

Everyone forgets about her birthday, the most important one in her life. Mibs is really scared for her Poppa, just like everyone else in her family. Rocket, her oldest brother, had caused all the light bulbs to break, another brother, Fish, made it rain out side, Grandpa made the ground rumble... Good thing Samson and Gypsy did not have Savvies yet! Mibs is now hoping for a savvy that will save her Poppa. The next morning bright and early Momma and Rocket leave for Salina. Miss Rosemary takes it upon herself to care for Mibs and her siblings while their Momma was gone. She brings Bobbie, Will Junior, and Mib's party plans with her. The birthday girl leaves the party she never wanted and stows away on a pink bus that is headed for Salina. Will Junior, Fish, and Bobbie all end up following her onto the bus where they find Mib's youngest brother, Samson. They know they are in big trouble when the bus heads in the opposite direction of Salina.

Savvy was written very vividly, many parts jump out at you, having you grip the cover harder as if it will make you read faster.

Every paragraph seems necessary to the plot. Nothing seems out of place, or like extra information.

Savvy was very fun to read. A younger sister of mind is reading it now, and she loves it.

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