A huge, mysterious iron man stands at the top of a cliff, surveying the ocean. His eyes glow white, red, infrared. Then, he lifts one enormous foot and steps out into nothingness. Crraaasssssh! His head, arms, legs, ears, hands all break off as he tumbles onto the rocks below. The end of the story? No, it's only the beginning of this modern parable of peace in the universe. The Iron Giant has an insatiable appetite for barbed wire, tractors, and rusty chains. While farmers and townspeople run around trying to stop him, destroy him, capture him, only one boy understands what must be done. Meanw
A new boy in a small mountain village tries to discredit the old peddler who sells magic jars of sundrops, moonbows, and the like; but though he drives the old man away, something remarkable does happen in the sky.
Harry Walpole knows something weird is going on: His palms sprout hair, his teeth grow into fangs, and he heads for McDonald's every time there's a full moon. Could he be...a werewolf? Looks like it runs in the family, and Harry's the next victim. The curse isn't easy to shake (who wants to get shot with a silver bullet?)-- but Harry Walpole, werewolf, has to find a way to turn back into Harry Walpole, third-grader, before his secret embarrasses him in front of everybody.
A collection of sixteen traditional tales told by the Iroquois Indians, some featuring talking animals and some presenting terrifying flesh-eating creatures such as the Naked Bear, the Stone Coat, and the Whirlwinds.