To Hawaii, with love / Michael P. Spradlin.

Title :

To Hawaii, with love

Author:

Spradlin, Michael P.

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Books

Summary:

Headstrong Rachel Buchanan and her friends sneak away from Blackthorn Academy and set out to find a mysterious artifact before it falls into the hands of her nemisis, Simon Blankenship, a journey that takes them to the volcanic shores of Hawaii.

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English

Audience:

760 Lexile.

ISBN - ISSN:

0060594101

006059411X ((lib. bdg.))

UPC/EAN:

9780060594107

9780060594114

Physical Description:

198 pages ; 22 cm.

Subject:

Boarding schools -- Juvenile fiction.

Schools -- Juvenile fiction.

Friendship -- Juvenile fiction.

Paranormal fiction.

Boarding schools -- Fiction.

Schools -- Fiction.

Spy stories.

Friendship -- Fiction.

Supernatural -- Fiction.

Hawaii -- Juvenile fiction.

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To Hawaii, with love / Michael P. Spradlin.

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 edition. Excerpt: ...has a length of about 75 miles and an extreme width of 50 miles; it embraces not only the White River and some confluent streams, but is extended through to the Tanana in broad, flat valleys. It is interrupted here and there by knobs, hills, and mountain masses, which rise abruptly from the wooded plain. Below this lowland the White has a comparatively narrow valley all the way to its mouth. Where we first reached the Tanana, at the mouth of Mirror Creek, it flows in a broad lowland which might be considered an extension of the valley of the White. The Tanana enters this plain through a narrow gap, above which it has not yet been explored. The river valley here has a quadrangular outline, as will be seen by referring to the accompanying map (No. 9). A study of the map will also show that the Tanana Valley is in fact characterized by a series of these valley lowlands having quadrilateral outlines and bounded by steep escarpments. These broad lowlands are connected by narrow stretches of valley. Below the mouth of the Silokh River the southern side of the valley recedes rapidly, and from this point to the junction with the Yukon it is at least 30 miles wide. Along this lower portion of the river the southern side of the valley is not mapped, but the north slope continues to give suggestions of this quadrangular character in a series of reentrant angles which the river closely follows. Throughout its course the Tanana hugs very closely the north side of the valley. The confluent streams from the north all have sluggish currents and usually deep channels, while those entering from the south are shallow and swift, often being veritable torrents. GEOLOGY. Nasina series.--From the mouth of the White River to Ladue Creek are exposed...

Reviews (4)

Publisher's Weekly Review

The savvy, resourceful heroine of the title is back in her second adventure, Spy Goddess 2: To Hawaii, with Love by Michael Spradlin. Here she and her gang steal away from Blackthorn Academy to the Hawaiian isles to get hold of an artifact before Simon Blankenship can. (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

Horn Book Review

In her second book, smart and feisty spy Rachel Buchanan is still pursued by crazed Simon Blankenship, who believes he is the reincarnated god Mithras and Rachel, the goddess Etherea. Rachel and her classmates flee to Hawaii in an attempt to find a sacred relic before Blankenship can. Strong characters--both male and female--will help this fast-paced series attract a wide audience. (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted. All rights reserved.

Kirkus Review

This second, much improved installment of the Spy Goddess series sends spunky Rachel, partially reformed Beverly Hills princess, to Hawaii in her continuing battle with Simon Blankenship, super-villain. It seems Blankenship believes Rachel, despite appearances, to be the reincarnation of Etherea, an ancient goddess. In his quest to revive the rival ancient god Mithras, Blankenship seeks seven artifacts hidden around the world. As the heroes and villains interact in Hawaii, Rachel is captured, fights against impossible odds, escapes, is recaptured, and escapes again in the usual plot arc. Spradlin finds more success in this second outing by infusing all the action with light humor. Tongue firmly in cheek, he renders Rachel a more attractive character and delivers a lively read for the fans. It's more a comedy than a thriller, working well as a spoof. Lots of fun--and this time the title makes sense. (Fiction. 12-14) Copyright ©Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

Booklist Review

Gr. 7-10. Fifteen-year-old Rachel returns as Spy Goddess for another fast-paced face-off against evil. This time Rachel and the gang must reach an ancient artifact before villain Simon Blankenship snaps it up and makes quick work of Rachel's best friend. Short, action-packed chapters feature catchy titles (No One Is Going to Cheat Me out of My Hula Lessons ) that capture the essence of this exuberant thriller. For anyone who enjoys light spy fiction or action-adventure stories. --Cindy Welch Copyright 2006 Booklist

Excerpts

Spy Goddess, Book Two: To Hawaii, with Love Chapter One Future Goddesses of America There is a crazy man after me. Not just your normal crazy man, either. Not some simple ordinary type of crazy, like a celebrity stalker or someone who gets messages from outer space. This is a guy who thinks that he can rule the world . We're talking Adolf Hitler-type looniness here. Many years ago this guy accidentally discovered an ancient temple in a Middle Eastern desert that was once dedicated to a Roman god named Mithras. When he discovered the temple, either he unleashed some kind of supernatural force that made him nutso or his obsession with what he found caused him to check himself into the Crazy Hotel. Oh, and did I also mention that he thinks I'm the living reincarnation of the Goddess Etherea? I told you: wacko. Anyway, whatever he thinks or however he came to think it, the main thing is he wants me dead. Somehow he's got the idea that I'm the only thing standing between him and world domination. His name is Simon Blankenship. For many years he was a member of an elite, clandestine group of U.S. secret agents called the Blackthorn Squad, along with my headmaster and teacher, Jonathon Kim. Mr. Kim was with Blankenship when he discovered the temple, but whatever happened in there didn't make him crazy. I know this because Mr. Kim is probably the most centered and noncrazy person I know. Mr. Kim is the headmaster at Blackthorn Academy, the boarding school in Pennsylvania that I attend. Well, "attend" is not exactly the right word. Saying you "attend" a school would imply that you had a choice in whether or not to go there, whereas I really didn't. See, I was in a little trouble with the law and this judge said I could either go to the school or go to Juvenile Detention. Since I figured that a young girl from a wealthy Beverly Hills family wouldn't do so well in Juvie, I chose the school. Yep. I fought the law and the law won. I've been here for just about two months now and it's been "interesting," to say the least. I've had to work every other day in the school's kitchen, attend a full load of very difficult, really weird classes, and start to learn Tae Kwon Do. And for the most part I've been denied my beloved Internet access. Also, I discovered that the school secretly sits on top of one of the most sophisticated crime labs and secret-agent hangouts in the world. That's because Mr. Kim, the former secret agent, established the school to train students to become members of a worldwide network devoted to stopping Blankenship and his Mithrians. Some of the upperclassmen here at Blackthorn, the ones who belong to the "Top Floor" section, go on missions with agents to help with surveillance or sting operations. That's way cool. Mr. Kim won't let me into Top Floor yet, but I'm wearing him down. Along with some of the other students here I also helped Mr. Kim recover a very rare, ancient book that Blankenship had tried to steal. Of course, it turned out that Mr. Kim had actually switched the books ahead of time, so Blankenship ended up with a fake. Only, Blankenship doesn't know it's fake. He thinks it's real. Which is a good thing for us. That was when Blankenship, who now calls himself Mithras, swore that he would seek his revenge on me. Like I said, he thinks that I am the reincarnation of the goddess Etherea, who, according to legend, was sent by the gods to banish Mithras to the underworld. Did I mention he was crazy? "No, Rachel, you must cock your hip first, then sweep your arm like this and throw the attacker across your leg, like this," said Mr. Kim. He grabbed the front of my do bak and sent me sprawling to the mat. I felt the air whoosh out of my lungs. Again. From where he was watching, Alex Scott let out a chuckle. Alex is a second-degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do, and while he's pretty strong and brave and stuff, he's really kind of a pain in my backside. He's always laughing at me, because for the most part, I'm a total klutz. I gave him my best stink-eye as I struggled back to my feet. Brent Christian, who was almost a black belt, stood next to Alex. Brent was different. He was quiet, soft-spoken, and gentle, and he never laughed at me when I exhibited my less-than-graceful nature. Also, it didn't hurt that he has this kind of young Colin Farrell look going, either. It was 7 A.M. and I was in the school's do jang , taking another private Tae Kwon Do lesson from Mr. Kim. Do jang is a Korean word that means "the place of the way." It's a training room where students practice. Since all the fuss with Blankenship, Mr. Kim had decided that we needed to accelerate my martial arts training. So I met him at 6:30 every morning in the do jang , where he drilled me relentlessly on the patterns and taught me self-defense moves. Alex and Brent came along most mornings to help out. There were two problems with this as far as I was concerned. The first was that I am not a morning person. It was bad enough that everyone at Blackthorn is an early-riser, go-getter type. I mean, they serve breakfast at eight o'clock for crying out loud. I can't possibly form a coherent thought before 10 A.M. The second problem was that since Mr. Kim had started these "extra training sessions," most of the "extra training" involved me landing on my keister. Because Mr. Kim, in addition to being a superspy and the headmaster, is one of the very best martial artists in the world. He is a Ninth Dan in Tae Kwon Do, an Aikido master, and not only that, he is a personal friend of Jackie Chan. Needless to say, I was a little overmatched. But Mr. Kim felt it was important that I learn as much as I could, as fast as I could. Spy Goddess, Book Two: To Hawaii, with Love . Copyright © by Michael Spradlin. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold. Excerpted from To Hawaii, with Love by Michael P. Spradlin All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.