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Maribel Versus the Volcano: A Mount St. Helens Survival Story
Maribel Versus the Volcano: A Mount St. Helens Survival Story
Maribel Versus the Volcano: A Mount St. Helens Survival Story
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Maribel Versus the Volcano: A Mount St. Helens Survival Story

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In 1980s Washington state, Mt. St. Helens is rumbling. Twelve-year-old Maribel isn't concerned at first, despite officials evacuating her neighborhood. Her family is convinced it's just a precaution, even as the mountain continues to rumble. Maribel decides to disobey orders and return home for items she and her sister left behind - just as the volcano finally erupts. As ash rains down, Maribel realizes she must learn to focus if she's going to survive.
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Release dateAug 1, 2020
ISBN9781515888789
Maribel Versus the Volcano: A Mount St. Helens Survival Story
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Sarah Hannah Gómez

Sarah Hannah Gómez has a masters of art degree in children’s literature and masters of science in library science. She is now a writer and fitness instructor in Tucson, Arizona. She is working toward a doctoral degree in children’s literature at the University of Arizona. Find her online at shgmclicious.com.

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    Excellent addition to the series -- love the thoughtful inclusion and discussion of Native lands and naming, the Latinx family, the focus on near-history and a disaster very close in time and familiarity to US residents. Told a good story, and was effectively scary when describing walking through ash clouds and the approaching lahar.

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Maribel Versus the Volcano - Sarah Hannah Gómez

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CHAPTER ONE

Cougar Junior High

Cougar, Washington

March 20, 1980

3:40 p.m.

Thanks a lot, Maribel! Because of you, I have to wait until tomorrow to pick up my pictures! my sister, Lupe, snapped as we walked down the hallway at school. "Why did you have to get in trouble again?"

I looked at my watch. It’s only three-forty. That’s plenty of time to make it to the photo store.

Lupe shook her head. "We missed the bus because you had to stay after class, she said. Now we have to call Mom and wait for her to pick us up. By the time we get there, the store will be closed."

I sighed. It wasn’t like I had stayed after class on purpose. But after the fourth time my teacher, Mr. Jennings, had called on me in social studies with no response—Miss Reyes, are you listening?—he’d gotten mad.

He’d told me to come to his classroom after school so we could talk about my continued failure to stay focused on course content. That basically meant I had a bad habit of daydreaming during class.

As my older sister, Lupe always waited for me so we could catch the bus together after school. Seventh and eighth grades had different lunch periods, though, so I hadn’t been able to warn her that I would be out late.

So now I was in trouble with my social studies teacher and my sister. And when we got home and Lupe told my parents why we had missed the bus, I would be in trouble with them too.

I didn’t daydream in class on purpose. It was just that a teacher would say something, and that would make me think of something I had seen on television or read in a book. That would remind me of something that had happened at lunch the day before and… before I knew it, everyone in class was looking at me because I had no idea what was going on.

I wasn’t trying to be disrespectful to my teachers. It just sort of happened.

Well, I said, it’s only Thursday. You’ll be able to go pick up your pictures tomorrow.

Lupe glared at me. "I wanted my photos today. I was going to show them to Ms. Ybarra tomorrow."

I’ll make it up to you, I promised.

I didn’t know how I would do that, but I really was sorry. Lupe loved photography. She went to the photo store nearly every week to have film developed. My parents even joked about building her a darkroom so she could develop photos herself. But our nana, who had lived with us since I was a baby, put her foot down. She said that if we wanted to have that many chemicals in the house, she would move out.

I was pretty sure she was exaggerating, but it was enough to make Mami and Dad change their minds.

Lupe and I were still bickering when we reached my locker. I spun the dial on the combination lock silently while my sister chewed me out.

OK, I said, stashing my books. Let’s go.

I slammed my locker door, and suddenly I was on my back on the floor.

I couldn’t get up. The floor was moving beneath me. The row of lockers above me rattled. I tried to look for my sister, but my eyes wouldn’t focus.

And then, just like that, everything was still—too still. It was like the world had gone from off the rails to moving backward in slow motion.

Once my gaze settled, I could see Lupe. She was on the floor, braced against the lockers. Her mouth was wide open, and the color had drained from her face.

I looked past her. At the end of the empty hallway, just before the double doors, the narrow glass case that held school trophies for sports and other events was wobbling dramatically. As I watched, it stopped its wobbling and tipped over.

Crash! It fell to the ground. The glass shattered.

I jolted. I felt as unsteady as the trophy case.

What was that? Lupe whispered. She tried to gulp in some air, but I heard a wheeze.

Lupe didn’t like to

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