title: The Sheep in Wolf's Clothing
author: Bob Hartman
description: K-Gr 3Hartman reverses story of the wolf in sheep's clothing by having excitement-seeking Little Sheep dress up as a wolf. Her wealthy parents indulge her rebellious whim by knitting her a wolf suit, paying for howling lessons, and sending her to Wolf School. Soon, Little Sheep is invited to dinner at the home of her new friend Little Wolf, where she discovers that her parents are on the menu. Although there are amusing aspects to this fractured retelling and a focus on the positive power of friendship, Hartman's repeated references to the wolves' preference for human flesh are disturbing (For example, Little Wolf's mother always makes him a "big bowl of Stu," the farmer, for lunch). This cautionary tale is enough to turn anyone into a vegetarian.Sally James, South Hillsborough Elementary School, Hillsborough, CA
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  # The Wolf and the Sheep
  
  
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  ## Penelope Sky
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Hartwick Publishing
  
  
  **The Wolf and the Sheep**
  
  
  Copyright © 2019 by Penelope Sky
  
  
  All rights reserved.
  
  
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  # Maverick
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As a young boy, I used to stand in this very spot.
  
  
  Right in the doorway, neither in the bedroom or outside it, I used to blend in
  with the shadows and stare at my father’s back. He’d been taller than me most
  of my life, so I looked up to him—literally.
  
  
  He always had the same routine as he stood in front of his vanity. First, he
  folded his sleeves back and buttoned them. Then the cuff links were added—one
  of the many pairs he owned. My mother