Donald Zinkoff is an unusual boy who doesn't have many friends. He is a "Loser" according to his classmate until Zinkoff turns into a hero...
Donald Zinkoff is one of the greatest kids you could ever hope to meet. He laughs easily, he likes people, he loves school, he tries to rescue lost girls in blizzards, he talks to old ladies. The only problem is, he's a loser. Until fourth grade, Zinkoff's uncontrollable giggling sloppy... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“"My handwriting is atrocious!" he announces to his parents at the dinner table that day. His father, seeing how proud his son is, replies, "One thousand congratulations." His mother gives him a star. pg. 54”narrator
“"But new eyes arrive nevertheless. Big-kid eyes replace little-kid eyes. Little kid eyes are scoopers. They just scoop up everything they see and swallow it whole, no questions asked. Big-kid eyes are picky." p. 99”narrator
“"He knows that he could lose a thousand races and his dad would never give up on him. He knows that if he ever springs a leak or throws a gasket, his dad will be there with duct tape and chewing gum to patch him up, that no matter how much he rattles and knocks, he'll always be a honeybug to his dad, never a clunker." pg. 108”narrator
“"It's just a cellar, it's just a cellar." pg. 87”Zinkoff
“It never occurs to Zinkoff that all the fuss is more than a simple A can account for. It never occurs to him that the loudest and showiest of his congratulators are really not congratulating him at all, but mocking him for blundering into the only A he is ever likely to get. pg. 135”narrator
time by itself is nothing, is emptiness, and that a person is not made for emptiness.Highlighted by 33 Kindle customers
As with all discoveries, it is the eye and not the object that changes.Highlighted by 32 Kindle customers
He knows that he could lose a thousand races and his father will never give up on him. He knows that if he ever springs a leak or throws a gasket, his dad will be there with duct tape and chewing gum to patch him up, that no matter how much he rattles and knocks, he’ll always be a honeybug to his dad, never a clunker.Highlighted by 26 Kindle customers
Best friends are always together, always whispering and laughing and running, always at each other’s house, having dinner, sleeping over. They are practically adopted by each other’s parents. You can’t pry them apart.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
But Zinkoff doesn’t notice. Neither do the other pups. Not yet.Highlighted by 18 Kindle customers
They forget, never to remember again, that they are pups from the same litter. And they discover something: They like winning more than losing. They love winning. They love winning so much that they find new ways to do it:Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
One is a baby sister, the other is a neighbor. The baby sister is Polly. The neighbor is Andrew.Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
“Loser.” “Loser.” “Loser.” “Loser.” “Loser.”Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
Around fourth grade something similar happens with eyes. The baby eyes don’t drop out, nor are there eye fairies around to leave quarters under pillows, but new eyes do arrive nevertheless. Big-kid eyes replace little-kid eyes. Little-kid eyes are scoopers. They just scoop up everything they see and swallow it whole, no questions asked. Big-kid eyes are picky. They notice things that the little-kid eyes never bothered with: the way a teacher blows her nose, the way a kid dresses or pronounces a word.Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
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