Buried Alive!

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In this hugely enjoyable sequel to Cliffhanger, only child Tim and his fun friend Biscuits join Tim's rather strait-laced parents for a holiday in Wales.

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urn:lcp:buriedalive0000wils_s9x3:epub:ccb42220-59a1-46cc-8fc5-4dc78becbde9 Foldoutcount 0 Identifier buriedalive0000wils_s9x3 Identifier-ark ark:/13960/t2f881g1b Invoice 1652 Isbn 0440863678 I read this one to my class of Year 3s (7-8 years old) and they really enjoyed it. Especially after I read them the first book on the series, Cliffhanger, they were super excited to find out more about Tim and Biscuits! I did feel like the first half of the book did drag on a little bit, with not much happening it was more for developing characters in my opinion. This book follows Tim, who we met in Cliffhanger, he likes to read and play boardgames and puzzles. He doesn’t like any sports or activity. It's the summer holidays and he and his family are going on holiday and Tim is bringing his best friend Biscuits. Tim cannot wait for this trip. But the trip unexpectedly becomes truly, terribly adventurous and when an encounter with two local bully boys threatens to disrupt the fun. Tim will have to make a choice whether to run away or to stand up for himself. Haha! This book was very funny and humerous, and if you have been bullied please read this book because it shows you how to get through it. A very popular book, love it!!! =)A brilliant new adventure for Tim and Biscuits, stars of Cliffhanger, from Jacqueline Wilson, award-winning author of The Suitcase Kid, The Story of Tracy Beaker and Bad Girls. www.kidsatrandomhouse.co.uk

Buried Alive! (Corgi Yearling) : Wilson, Jacqueline, Sharratt Buried Alive! (Corgi Yearling) : Wilson, Jacqueline, Sharratt

Jacqueline Wilson wrote her first novel when she was nine years old, and she has been writing ever since. She is now one of Britain’s bestselling and most beloved children’s authors. She has written over 100 books and is the creator of characters such as Tracy Beaker and Hetty Feather. More than forty million copies of her books have been sold. One of my favourite bits is when Tim goes to an amusement arcade and tries to win a toy troll for his friend called Kelly. After trying loads of times and not winning anything, Tim gives up, and then surprisingly sees Kelly who has a go and then she wins herself loads of trolls!! I decided to re-read this book recently, and although I liked this book better then the previous instalment in Tim's life, I still found myself eager to finish it because there are more things I would rather have read. Although, I loved Jacqueline Wilson growing up and this book is another fine story by her.

Biscuits was so well padded he didn't hurt himself at all and Dean always managed to land on top of Biscuits so it was just like bouncing on a huge well-stuffed sofa. Kelly and I didn't do much better. My heart sank as she tied our legs together with her mum's scarf. She did it so tightly she cut off all the blood supply to my foot. She looked very determined. Kelly liked to win. I would have liked to win too. But I knew we didn't have a chance. I tried hard to get ready, get steady and go. 'Run!' Kelly commanded. I ran. She ran. But not together. We tripped over. It hurt rather a lot. I wondered if I ought to stay lying there on the grass. 'Get up!' Kelly squealed. I decided to get up. I was barely on my feet before Kelly tore off again. I staggered along beside her for three or four paces, and then tripped again. 'Oh Tim, you're so useless!' Kelly yelled. I agreed with her meekly. 'Look, shut up and get up,' Kelly said sharply. I tried to do as I was told. It didn't work. 150 Wow! Real diamonds!' I said. Well. Not real real. But they're very good synthetic stones,' Kelly said, tossing her head about so that they caught the light. 'Right. Budge over, Tim. I'll show you how to work these cranes.' Kelly's mum's boyfriend Dave had given her a whole purseful of change. She inserted a coin and started twiddling. She was ace. In a matter of minutes Theresa Troll had a whole tribe of relations: Tracy Troll and Truman Troll and Tabitha Troll and Tyrone Troll and Tilly Troll and Trocadero Troll. Biscuits and Dad and Mum heard Kelly's triumphant crowing as she kept capturing yet another troll. They came over to watch. Then Kelly's mum and Kelly's mum's boyfriend Dave and Kelly's little brother Dean and her baby brother Keanu came and watched too. It got very crowded. I'd have died if everyone was watching me. It didn't put Kelly off a bit. Then all the grown-ups started talking and Kelly's mum's new boyfriend Dave got introduced. He had the most amazing tattoos all the way up his arms. Snakes and flowers and hearts and a lady in a bikini. He could make her waggle when he moved his muscle. 68 Why don't you have a biscuit to make you feel better?' I suggested. 'Don't be silly, Tim, the poor boy might choke,' said Mum. 'A – little – piece – of – choco – late – might – help,' Biscuits wheezed. 'I really don't think you ought to eat quite so much chocolate, dear,' said Mum. 'It's really not very good for you. Hasn't your mother tried to put you on a diet?' Biscuits's eyes popped in horror. 'My – mum – says – I – need – to – eat – lots – to – keep – my – strength – up!' he gasped. 'Yes, dear, but it's being so heavy that makes you so out of breath,' said Mum. 'Now, now, leave the lad alone. It's not really any of our business,' said Dad. 'Come and look at this fantastic view.' 'I don't want to go too near the edge, it makes me feel so dizzy,' said Mum. 'Don't you go near the edge either, boys.' I didn't want to go right to the edge of the parapet. I didn't mind at all looking up but I knew exactly what it would feel like looking down. I went a bit wobbly just thinking about it. 'It's – perfectly – safe,' said Biscuits, his voice stronger now. He pulled a face at my 44 Gosh!' I said, very impressed. 'I used to kid the guys in my class it was like a zip and I could shove my hand straight into my stomach.' 'You couldn't, could you?' 'No!' 'Well anyway, you ought to go paddling. The sea's salty. It's very healing. My dad had a boil on his bottom once, and he sat in a basin of salty water.' Kelly snorted with laughter. So did I. We laughed so much we nearly fell over on the sand. 'What a place to have a boil!' said Kelly. 'OK, OK. I'll paddle, just to keep you happy.' We both paddled. Kelly winced a bit as the water washed over her leg but she didn't complain. 'You're ever so brave, Kelly,' I said. Kelly beamed at me. A wave splashed high and she jumped to stop her shorts getting wet. Soon we were both holding hands and jumping every wave. We got wet after all but it didn't really matter. Little droplets of water on my eyelashes made me see rainbows everywhere. 'This is our beach, right? We're the only ones who can come here,' said Kelly. 'Let's stake it out as ours.' 115 Shame you haven't got any brothers, Tim,' said Dad. 'It won't be such fun for you.' 'We can have fun together,' said Mum. 'What are the shops like at Llanpistyll?' 'Shops?' said Dad. 'I think there's one.' 'One? said Mum. 'What sort of shop?' 'I don't know. A general store, I suppose,' said Dad impatiently. 'You don't go to Llanpistyll to go shopping.' 'Obviously not,' said Mum. She sighed. 'I like shopping.' 'So do I,' I said. Dad sighed too. Even more impatiently. 'Boys don't like shopping,' he said. 'I worry about you sometimes, Tim.' I worry about my dad sometimes too. He doesn't half go on. And on and on. 'We have a lovely time when we go shopping at the Flowerfields centre on Saturdays, don't we, Tim?' said Mum. 'Tim should be having fun with his friends, not hanging round his mum,' said Dad. Then he stopped and snapped his fingers. 'I've had a brilliant idea!' I twitched. I don't always like my dad's ideas. Particularly when he thinks they're brilliant. But this time I thought it a Truly Dazzling idea. 'Let's invite one of Tim's friends to come 8