Snappsy the alligator is having a normal day when a pesky narrator steps in to spice
up the story. Is Snappsy reading a book ... or is he making CRAFTY plans?
Is Snappsy on his way to the grocery store ... or is he PROWLING the forest for
defenseless birds and fuzzy bunnies? Is Snappsy innocently shopping for a party...
or is he OBSESSED with snack foods that start with the letter P? What’s the truth?
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My name is David Harbour, and today I will be reading "Snappsy the Alligator
(Did Not Ask to Be in This Book)". Words by Julie Falatko, pictures by Tim Miller.
Snappsy the alligator wasn't feeling like himself. His feet felt draggy.
His skin felt baggy. His tail wouldn't swish this way and that. And, worst of all,
his big jaw wouldn't SNAP. "This is terrible! I'm just hungry! Why is this rude
narrator trying to make it seem like I need a nap?" So Snappsy went off in
search of food.He walked along the edge of the pond. He scooted up the tall,
tall hill.He shimmied through the forest. "You're an awful narrator.
You're just describing what you see in the illustrations." Snappsy, the big,
mean alligator, kept looking for food. He liked to eat tiny, defenseless birds
and soft, fuzzy bunnies.He prowled through the forest, looking for victims,
when he came to a—"It's just a store. A grocery store!
It's where I buy my FOOD." Snappsy looked hungrily at the other shoppers...
while loading his cart with pudding, peanut butter, pita bread, and popcorn.
Yes, Snappsy the alligator was particularly fond of a certain letter of the alphabet.
"I don't only eat food that starts with the letter P.You don't have to make it seem
like I only buy storybook food. I'm also buying cheddar, apples, pretzels, pasta,
pears—" Aha! "It's just a coincidence!"
Snappsy, the big, mean, hungry alligator, who only liked food that started with
the letter P, carried his groceries back through the forest, back down the hill,
back around the pond, until he got to a surprisingly lopsided shack.
"Oh, you are really cheesing me off. It's my house. I built it myself." I'll say.
Snappsy the alligator took his groceries into his splinter-laden shed and slammed
the door. Quite hard. He was inside. Still inside. What was he doing in there?
Was he making crafty plans? Was he roasting innocent forest creatures that
he already had stored in his freezer? Had he fallen asleep? "I made a peanut
butter sandwich and now I'm reading a book." Well, you have to come out.
The story is really boring now. "If you must know, I'm planning a party."
Snappsy the alligator, trying to better his reputation with the other animals,
decided to throw a party. Snappsy vacuumed the rug. He made goody bags
for all his guests. Wait, those aren't goody bags. He's just taking out the
garbage.Snappsy should really put out goody bags for his guests.
They love those. "You know what? I did not ask to be in this book!
I was just having a normal day!And suddenly you were talking about what I was
doing, so I'm throwing a party to make things more interesting!
I hope you're happy!Now I just want you to buzz off!" "Thank you."
"Oh, go ahead! I can hear you breathing!" Snappsy's party was shaping up
to be quite a festive event.Colorful streamers hung from the ceiling.
There were cubes of cheese and a bowl of punch. Some kind of danceable
music was playing. Then Snappsy's friends started to arrive.
They were laughing and dancing. They weren't hungry or thirsty.
They looked like they were having a really good time. Yes, a fine time indeed...
"Oh, all right! You can come in!" Oh gosh. Me?! The humble narrator?
Well, I don't know. Let me check my calendar. I suppose I could come for an hour
or two. Someone has to demonstrate proper dance steps. All the important guests
had finally arrived. And while Snappsy's sharp teeth were still glinting menacingly,
he was actually a lovely host. "Does anyone want pudding?"
Aha! "Because pudding is really good." And we all ate pudding and did the
Chicken Dance. We were really looking forward to Snappsy throwing parties
like this every week. Hey! The end.
1. Who is Snappsy? Does he want to be in this book?
2. What snack foods is he obsessed with?
3. What crafty plan is he planning?