Pie and Other Brilliant Ideas - Book Excerpt

From the Award Winning Author of Millicent Marie is Not My Name

Ballet and baking pies – these are two of twelve year old Georgie Harris’ favorite things. When her parents decide to move closer to her grandmother’s nursing home, Georgie quickly learns the bad news: dance lessons are too expensive in this new town.

Instead, Georgie spends most of her time baking pies to bring to her grandmother at the Willow Lakes Nursing Home. There she meets Eve, who inspires Georgie with stories of having danced with a world famous Russian ballerina many years ago.

As Georgie and Eve’s friendship evolves, their tales intertwine in this feel good story showing dreams really can come true.

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Excerpt from the book:

“That’s Paulina Strofsky,” Eve says, pointing to the poster. “She was a famous Russian ballerina back in the day.”
“Yes,” I reply. “I have the same poster in my room. Well I used to, in my old house. I don’t have it anymore.”
“That’s right. Your grandmother told me you like to dance. What happened to your poster?”
 I walk over to Jane’s bed and sit down on the edge. “I don’t know. The movers lost some of our stuff. My poster was in the box that went missing. My mom says they’re trying to find it.” I shrug my shoulders.
“Oh, that’s too bad.”
“Do you like to dance, also?” I ask.
“Me? Well, I haven’t in years, but I love to watch and listen. When I was a very young girl, my mother used to take me to the ballet to watch the dancers perform when they came to town. When she saw how much I loved it, she sent me to classes. I danced for many years. I do miss it.”
“So do I,” I admit.
Eve laughs. “What do you mean? You’re so young, Kotik!”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Every now and again my Russian sneaks back in. It means darling. Well, kitten really. It’s something my dance instructor used to call me.”
“I haven’t danced in months—except here sometimes with the class Jane takes—but it’s not the same. I’m talking about ballet. My parents can’t afford to send me to any real classes since we’ve moved here, so I guess my dancing days are coming to an end.”
“Nonsense! You have many years of dance ahead of you. Why Paulina danced for many, many, years. I still remember when we first danced together.”
I jump up and walk over to Eve. “Wait a minute ... you danced with Paulina? Paulina Strofsky? From the poster?”

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Karen Pokras said...

Thanks so much for being a part of the tour!

Unknown said...

Certainly! Books like yours are a joy to read.