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A lot is changing for Cici. Her parents are separating, her wacky abuela is moving in, and on her tenth birthday, she wakes up with fairy wings! Cici's new magical powers let her see people as they truly are. But what she learns about her friends and family isn't always easy to accept. In this graphic novel--now available in Spanish--she has only one day to decide to keep her wings and all that comes with them. What will Cici choose?

For Elia, the worst day of the year is the last day of Christmas vacation when she has to put away all of her new toys. But this year, just before she goes back to school, she hears someone coughing by her window and discovers that someone very special is paying her a visit. Para Elia, el peor día del año es cuando se acaban las vacaciones de Navidad y tiene que recoger todos sus juguetes nuevos. Pero este año, justo antes de ir al colegio, ella oye unas toses cerca de su ventana y descubre que alguien muy especial está visitándola.

A la gran pregunta de por que no leen los adolescentes, habria que responder que si leen; leen libros como Atrapados en la escuela, historias que les abren los ojos para ubicarse mejor en la vida, y les abren la boca de risa o de asombro. A veinte anos de distancia de la creacion de esta antologia de cuentos, la respuesta sigue pareciendo vigente: los adolescentes no leen cuando los fuerzan, porque tienen ganas de vivir, de escaparse de la escuela, de saber lo que se siente ser libre. Y Atrapados en la escuela es justamente el libro que significo diversion y libertad. Cual fue y es el motivo...

An updated version of the timeless children's classic featuring a business-savvy mouse, a kind alley cat, and a talented country cricket, featuring a new foreword and revisions by YA author Stacey Lee. Tucker is a streetwise city mouse. He thought he'd seen it all. But he's never met a cricket before, which really isn't surprising, because, along with his friend Harry Cat, Tucker lives in the very heart of New York City—the Times Square subway station. Chester Cricket never intended to leave his Connecticut meadow. He'd be there still if he hadn't followed the entrancing aroma of liverwurst ...