Standalone novel about a boy who must travel to the depths of his island for potable water.
Genre: Tween (10-13) contemporary humor with a supernatural twist.
Series length: Standalone book
Violence: Low, comedic action violence
Magic/Supernatural: Light, restricted to the family curse.
Romance: Light--he has a crush on a girl at school.
Christian/spiritual element: Light, implied, but great themes of gratitude, the power of words, and on living life fully.
Recommendation: Geared more for boys than girls, though some girls might enjoy it as well. Great for reluctant readers.
You might like this book if you liked...
the humor of Percy Jackson or the Diaries of a Wimpy Kid.
"Stop the winch!"
Mape pounded the hull of the boat and dropped his hook-end pole with a clank. He squinted through the netting. THousands of flopping shrimp dripped and glistened, reflecting the last rays of sunlight.
But the grotesque creature, the white beast bound in wee--it didn't move at all.
"I think you oughta come up here, Jasper."
"I'm in no mood for whinin' tonight." Jasper sloshed across the deck toward his ship mate. "I hired you to haul, not to feel sorry for the poor little fishes, or to complain about the by-catch. You wanted to shrimp off Scoff Reef, and that means scoopin' a dolphin or two. "He pointed at the net. "Now wing that haul over the floor and dump..."
Japser's eyes winded then narrowed as the catch flowed onto the boards. He had seen everything the sea owned.
"That's no dolphin." Jasper angled himself closer. "That beastie has a claw."