title: Turtle Dreams (Holiday House Readers Level 2)
author:  Marion Dane Bauer 
description: Grade 2-3?Young Turtle is preparing to hibernate for the first time. She asks an otter, a squirrel, and a bird what they dream of in winter, but their dreams are not turtle dreams. Finally, she gives up and goes to sleep, only to dream of herself sliding like the otter, climbing like the squirrel, and flying like the bird. In this gentle tale, Bauer follows the young turtle as she discovers a natural, serene conclusion to her dilemma?a turtle can dream anything. There is a nice balance between the large type, the generous amount of white space, and the appealing watercolor-and-ink drawings of the engaging animals in their natural settings. While the text is too difficult for very early readers, using words such as "twitched," "interrupted," and "stretched," Turtle Dreams is sure to appeal to competent second graders. In addition, the fluid writing and well-told story make the book appropriate for reading aloud.?Sharon R. Pearce, San Antonio Public Library, TX<br />Copyright 1998 Reed Business Information, Inc.
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  Dedication
  
  
  For Catherine and J. K. Potter
  
  
  who lit up more of the dark for me
  
  
  (“The last dream tells the truth,” says Guilda Kent)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Acknowledgments
  
  
  A good few people helped me with this novel. While I prepared it for writing,
  Dennis Etchison took me to the Dark Country, where Tony Mendoza bought me a
  pen in Ensenada so that I could work on my notes. During the writing I
  benefited greatly from the hospitality of Tom and Barbara Doherty in
  Connecticut and Doug and Lynne Winter in Washington, not to mention the World
  Fantasy Convention in Providence. I’ve a special word of thanks to Howard
  Kaylan, Mark Volman and Joe Stefko of the Turtles. As always, my wife Jenny
  was the midwife, and our children Tamsin and Matty helped ease the passage of
  the novel too.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter One
  
  
  As the bus out of Liverpool sped up the overpass, the night storm from Wales
  came across the bay to meet it. Alison Faraday could see nothin