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During the holiday season, Jennifer Jacobs discovers that she is the only Jewish student in her class. She is thrilled and so creates The Only One Club, of which she is the only glittery-badge-wearing member. When her classmates want to join her exclusive club Jennifer at first resists, but she later realizes that each person is “the only one” at something. She makes glittery badges for everyone, and distributes them while revealing the quality that makes each friend “the only one”.

What was Captain doing in Dragon's sandbox? He was moping. Because he'd lost his ship. “Oh, no! I'll help you find it! Come on!” Dragon said. “Where are we going?” Captain asked. “To my cave! I know I have a map there somewhere.” Armed with a (toy watch) compass, a (paper towel tube) telescope, and a (handdrawn) map, Dragon and Captain set off on a great adventure.

If you think YOU have a busy schedule, take a look at Ernestine Buckmeister's weekly calendar: On Mondays she sculpts with Clay Lumpkin. On Tuesdays she does water ballet with Miss Goldfisher. On Wednesdays she knits with Mrs. Pearl Stitchem. On Thursdays she takes tuba lessons with Mr. Oompah. On Fridays she yodels with Little Old Lady Hoo. On Saturdays she studies karate with Grand Master HiYa! And on Sundays she practices yoga with Guru Prakash Pretzel.

“What does Dudley do all day while we're away?” Sam wonders. Mom explains that Dudley does ordinary dog things: he eats, naps, guards the house, and plays. But in Sam's mind, Dudley's day at home is anything but ordinary. Delightful digital paintings depict the human activities Sam imagines Dudley is doing–which don't quite match Mom's explanations.

With his art teacher's permission, Matty does a slime demonstration in class. But when the stuff won't stop spreading, Matty realizes that he forgot to bring the ingredient that magically turns glue and baking soda into slime! Now his demo is a disaster and Matty is stuck in an icky, sticky swamp. His creative classmates try to help but–PLIP! SWOOSH! KABOOM!—the swamp only spreads. How will Matty get out of this sticky situation?

What do you do when your purple shirt is dirty, your favorite cereal is gone, and a tantrum gets you banished to your bedroom? You run away...to a pop-up tent in the yard...but just until dinner. The Day I Ran Away is a spirited yet soothing story for days when you feel like running away, and a sweet reminder that home is where the hugs (and cookies) are.

Carla loves to be different. So when her teacher announces an upcoming vision screening, Carla hopes she'll be the only kid in class to need glasses. To prepare for her new look, she starts wearing homemade funky frames to school each day. Turns out that the only one who needs glasses is Buster. But unlike Carla, Buster does NOT like to be different. He likes to blend in. When Carla concocts an ingenious plan to help Buster, it's clear to see that the power of friendship—and Carla's creativity—will save the day.

In a conversation with his toddler granddaughter Lucy, Grandfather explains the origin of each of the “crinkles” on his “crunchy” face: “Every time I smiled an extra big smile, I got a wrinkle to show for it.”

J. J. Jax has been tormenting an overweight boy named Patrick, calling him Pig-Pen and Porky, to the point that Patrick is now afraid to go to school. Learning of his son's behavior, J. J.'s father lectures him to stop bullying Patrick. When that approach fails, Mr. Jax tries another tack and shares an experience he had as a youthful bully and the consequences he recently faced as a result of his actions.

Nothing is as fun as snow. At least that's what one little boy thinks. But while he stares up at the sky, he misses all the excitement down on the street. There goes a fire engine and a monster truck! And are those monkeys!?

Eleven-year-old, Lizzie is minding the family antique store while her grandpa naps on a spindly sofa. When Mrs. Larchmont and her poodle, Giselle, enter and begin their buying spree, they refuse to leave without bargaining for the one antique not for sale...Grandpa!

Maya was grumpy. She didn't know why she was grumpy. She was just in a crispy, cranky, grumpy, grouchy mood. She didn't want to read or color or eat banana slices or wear her favorite shorts or go outside and play. So she GRUMPED, GLUMPED, CLUMPED, and THUMPED around the house. Can Grandma's patience and humor coax Maya out of her bad mood?