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Mar 10, 2023 · how to eat fried worms. by. thomas rockwell. Publication date. 1973. Collection. internetarchivebooks; printdisabled. Contributor. Internet Archive.
Feb 9, 2021 · Billy must eat fifteen worms in fifteen days, or lose his bet with Alan and Joe. Can Billy put his taste buds to the test and win, or will he worm his way out of the deal? Originally published: New York ; London : F. Watts, 1973
- Contents
- XXIX
- XXXVII: Out of the Frying Pan into the Oven
- The Bet
- Digging
- Training Camp
- The First Worm
- The Gathering Storm
- The Second Worm
- Red Crash Helmets and White Jump Suits
- The Third Worm
- The Plotters
- The Fourth Worm
- Tom
- The Fifth Worm
- Nothing to Worry About
- The Pain and the Blood and the Gore
- 3:15 A.M.
- The Sixth Worm
- The Seventh Worm
- The Eighth Worm
- The Ninth Worm
- Billy’s Mother
- The Tenth Worm
- The Eleventh Worm
- Admirals Nagumo and Kusaka on the Bridge of the Akaiga, December 6, 1941
- The Twelfth Worm
- Pearl Harbor
- Guadalcanal
- The Thirteenth Worm
- XXVIII
- XXIX
- The Peace Treaty
- The Letter
- Croak
- The Fourteenth Worm
- XXXIV
- Burp
- XXXVI
- Out of the Frying Pan into the Oven
- XXXVIII
- The United States Cavalry Rides over the Hilltop
- The Fifteenth Worm
- Epilogue
- About the Authors
Title Page I: The Bet II: Digging III: Training Camp IV: The First Worm V: The Gathering Storm VI: The Second Worm VII: Red Crash Helmets and White Jump Suits VIII: The Third Worm IX: The Plotters X: The Fourth Worm XI: Tom XII: The Fifth Worm XIII: Nothing to Worry About XIV: The Pain and the Blood and the Gore
XXX: The Peace Treaty XXXI: The Letter XXXII: Croak XXXIII: The Fourteenth Worm XXXIV: The Fifteenth.... XXXV: Burp XXXVI: The Fifteenth Wo....
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HEY, Tom! Where were you last night?” “Yeah, you missed it.” Alan and Billy came up the front walk. Tom was sitting on his porch steps, bouncing a tennis ball. “Old Man Tator caught Joe as we were climbing through the fence, so we all had to go back, and he made us pile the peaches on his kitchen table, and then he called our mothers.” “Joe’s mothe...
No,” said Tom. “That’s not fair.” He and Alan and Joe were wandering around behind the barns at Billy’s house, arguing over where to dig the first worm. “What d’ya mean, it’s not fair?” said Joe. “Nobody said anything about where the worms were supposed to come from. We can get them anywhere we want.” “Not from a manure pile,” said Tom. “That’s not...
SIX, seven, eight, nine, ten!” Billy was doing push-ups in the deserted horse barn. He wasn’t worried about eating the first worm. But people were always daring him to do things, and he’d found it was better to look ahead, to try to figure things out, get himself ready. Last winter Alan had dared him to sleep out all night in the igloo they’d built...
THE huge night crawler sprawled limply in the center of the platter, brown and steaming. “Boiled,” said Tom. “We boiled it.” Billy stormed about the barn, kicking barrels and posts, arguing. “A night crawler isn’t a worm! If it was a worm, it’d be called a worm. A night crawler’s a night crawler.” Finally Joe ran off to get his father’s dictionary:...
ALAN and Joe stopped in the orchard by the pile of fresh dirt. “You think he’ll be able to do it?” asked Alan, biting his thumbnail. “I don’t know,” said Joe. “He can’t do it,” said Alan. “How could anybody eat fifteen worms? My father’ll kill me. Fifty dollars? He ate that one awful easy.” “Forget it,” said Joe. “If he doesn’t give up himself, I’l...
BILLY sighed. On the plate before him lay the last bite of worm under a daub of ketchup and mustard. “What’s the matter?” asked Tom. “I don’t know,” sighed Billy. He picked up the fork again. “Does it taste bad?” “No,” said Billy wearily. “I just taste ketchup and mustard mostly. But it makes me feel sort of sick. Even before I eat it. Just thinkin...
AFTER the movies, Tom walked home with Billy. “Tomorrow I’ll roll the crawler in cornmeal and fry it. Like a trout.” “It’s not really the taste,” said Billy. “It’s more the thought. When I start to eat it, even though it’s smothered in ketchup and mustard and grated cheese, I can’t stop thinking worm. Worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm: gaggles of ...
TOM ran out of the kitchen of Billy’s house, holding the sizzling frying pan out in front of him with both hands, the screen door banging behind him. Alan threw open the barn door when he saw him coming. Tom thumped the frying pan down on the orange crate. “There!” he said breathlessly. “Done to a T. Look at her, all golden-brown and sizzling. It l...
GEEZ, you think it’ll work?” said Alan to Joe. “Suppose it doesn’t? He didn’t seem to pay much attention today.” “Don’t worry,” said Joe. “We got him thinking. It takes time. I got it all doped out. Trust me.” OceanofPDF.com X
BILLY ate steadily, grimacing, rubbing his nose, spreading on more horseradish sauce. Tom bent over him, hissing in his ear, “Fish fish fish fish fish fish.” Billy paused, watching Alan and Joe whispering by the door. He swished the last bite round and round in the ketchup and mustard. All of a sudden he said, “That’s not fair. They can’t act like ...
BILLY pushed the frying pan toward Tom. “Okay, fink. If it’s not supposed to hurt you, you eat a piece.” “Oh, no,” said Alan. He and Joe were lying on their stomachs in the hayloft, watching. “If he eats a piece, you lose, Billy. The bet was you were going to eat fifteen worms, not you and him together.” Billy didn’t look up, his eyes fixed grimly ...
LOOK, said Billy to himself, staring down at the fried worm on the plate. Be sensible. How can it hurt me? I’ve eaten four already. Tom was just scared. He’s like that. He eggs other people on, but he never wants to do anything himself. “Give up?” asked Alan. “Come on,” said Joe. “We haven’t got all day.” “Five more minutes,” said Alan. “Then I win...
THAT night Alan asked his father to show him fifty dollars. After that, he couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning in his rumpled bed. Suppose he lost? He could just see himself asking his father for fifty dollars —begging for it, on his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks; and then, at Thanksgiving dinner, cringing while all his aunts and uncles an...
FOUR blocks away Billy suddenly found himself in a brightly lit butcher shop, jostled by a crowd of enormous, pigeon-breasted, middle-aged women, shouting to make himself heard over the din of their chatter and the roars of butchers ordering about the weasel-faced boys who were lugging haunches and tubs of meat in and out of the refrigerator room i...
HIS mother reached out and switched on the light. “What kind of pain, Billy?” He stood beside the bed, clutching his stomach. “In my stomach. Oooo, there it goes again, I think.” “Did you eat something before bed?” She was pulling on her bathrobe. “John, John.” She shook her husband’s shoulder. He mumbled sleepily. “Did you eat candy or something b...
BILLY gulped it triumphantly, serene, untroubled. By the door Alan glowered, his mind racing: He’s gonna do it, he’ll win, what’ll I do? Fifty dollars. Joe sat on an overturned pail, whistling, gazing carelessly about ... sneaking a glance now and then at Billy. What had gone wrong? Why hadn’t he cracked? Outside, Tom lurked sheepishly in the bushe...
BILLY ate it offhand, sideways, reading a comic book. Alan and Joe squatted glumly in the barn door, watching him. As Billy was daubing horseradish sauce on the last bite, Tom’s head appeared in a corner of the grimy window. He waved tentatively at Billy. Ignoring him, Billy gulped down the last bite, wiped his mouth, and tucking his comic book und...
WHERE’S Joe?” asked Billy, spreading mustard down the length of the fried worm. “He wouldn’t come,” said Alan sullenly. “It’s no fair putting on that much mustard.” “Ha, ha,” said Billy. “Who says? I can put on as much as I like of whatever I like, and you know it. Why wouldn’t he come?” “How should I know?” Billy swooshed a bit of worm around in k...
THAT’S not a worm!” yelled Billy. “How can it be a worm? Geez, it must be two feet long!” “It’s a worm,” said Alan stubbornly. “It’s just like all the others. I rolled it in cornmeal and fried it.” “It’s over two feet long!” screeched Billy. He knew something was up. Otherwise Joe wouldn’t have come back, slouching in the doorway pretending to be g...
BILLY slumped at the kitchen table on one elbow, pawing in his bowl of Wheaties with his spoon. His mother was washing the breakfast dishes at the sink. “But why isn’t it good to eat hot dogs for breakfast? I know nobody does. But why don’t they?” “Oh, Billy,” said his mother. “Stop it. Finish your cereal.” “Well, but—” A knock on the screen door. ...
WHAT’S for dinner?” said Billy’s father, coming into the kitchen. “Well,” said Billy’s mother. “You and I and Emily are having hamburgers and string beans and mashed potatoes. Billy is having a fried worm.” “More worms? The bet’s still on?” “Look.” She took a small plate covered with Saran Wrap out of the refrigerator. “And you’ve eaten nine of the...
HOW’D you do it?” said Billy. “What’s it called?” “My word,” said his father. “Gosh, Mrs. Forrester,” gasped Tom. On a silver dish in front of Billy lay an ice-cream cake bathed in fruit syrups—peach, cherry, tutti-frutti, candied orange—topped with whipped cream sprinkled with jelly beans and almond slivers. “It’s called a Whizbang Worm Delight,” ...
IT won’t work.” “Look,” said Joe, “even if he remembers the worm while we’re at Shea, he can’t get one. Where’s anyone going to find a worm at Shea Stadium? Don’t worry, we’ll say, you’ve won; we’ll find a worm after we get home. And we keep right on stuffing him: peanuts, hot dogs, hamburgers, Cracker Jack, ice cream, orange soda, gum, Mars Bars. ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
Thomas Rockwell is the author of a number of books for young readers. He was the recipient of the Mark Twain Award, the California Young Reader Medal, and the Sequoyah Award for How to Eat Fried Worms. He lives in Poughkeepsie, NY. Emily Arnold McCully won the Caldecott Medal for Mirette on the High Wire, and has illustrated over one hundred books ...
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