Cover image for Stanley, flat again / by Jeff Brown ; pictures by Macky Pamintuan.
Stanley, flat again / by Jeff Brown ; pictures by Macky Pamintuan.
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New York, New York : Harper, [2009]

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87 pages : illustrations ; 20 cm
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Is Stanley flat again!?

Stanley Lambchop has had his share of unusual adventures. But being flat was one thing he thought he was through with forever. Then one morning, he discovers he was wrong. Still, there is so much that a boy who is only one inch thick can do that a round person can't. Maybe this time, all it will take is one amazing event for everything to finally make sense.

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Publisher's Weekly Review

Youngsters will welcome the return of favorite characters in an array of beginning chapter books. Stanley Lambchop deflates once more in Stanley, Flat Again, the sixth title in the series by Jeff Brown, illus. by Scott Nash. Whereas the hero flew as a kite in Flat Stanley, here he serves as a spinnaker to win a sailboat race. When a building collapses, he slips beneath the wreckage to save a classmate just before it tumbles down. A paperback version of Flat Stanley, also with illustrations by Nash, is being released simultaneously. (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

Horn Book Review

When Stanley gets hit on the back and on his shoulder simultaneously, he becomes flat again in this latest book about his adventures. This time Stanley stands in for a spinnaker in a sailboat race and squeezes through the tight spaces of a collapsed building to rescue a classmate. The understated humor of the preposterous situations and Nash's black-and-white art will amuse Stanley fans. From HORN BOOK Spring 2004, (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.



Stanley, Flat Again! Chapter One A Morning Surprise Mrs. Lambchop was making breakfast. Mr. Lambchop, at the kitchen table, helped by reading bits from the morning paper. "Here's an odd one, Harriet," he said. "There's a chicken in Sweden that rides a bike." "So do I George," said Mrs. Lambchop, not really listening. "Listen to this. 'Merker Building emptied. To be collapsed next week.' Imagine! Eight floors!" "Poor thing!" Mrs. Lambchop set out plates. "Boys!" she called. "Breakfast is ready!" Her glance fell upon a row of photographs on the wall above the sink. There was a smiling Stanley, only half an inch thick, his big bulletin board having fallen from the bedroom wall to rest upon him overnight. Next came reminders of the many family adventures that had come after Stanley's younger brother, Arthur, had cleverly blown him round again with a bicycle pump. There were the brothers with Prince Haraz, the young genie who had granted wishes for them all after being accidentally summoned by Stanley from a lamp. There was the entire family with Santa Claus and his daughter, Sarah, taken during a Christmas visit to the North Pole. There was the family again in Washington, D.C., in the office of the President of the United States, who had asked them to undertake a secret mission into outer space. The last picture showed Arthur standing beside a balloon on which Mrs. Lambchop had painted a picture of Stanley's face. The balloon, its string in fact held by Stanley, had been a valuable guide to his presence, since he was invisible at the time. "Boys!" she called again. "Breakfast!" In their bedroom, Stanley and Arthur had finished dressing. While Stanley filled his backpack, Arthur bounced a tennis ball. "Let's go," he said. "Here! Catch!" Stanley had just reached for a book on the shelf by his bed. The ball struck his back as he turned, and he banged his shoulder on a corner of the shelf. "Ouch!" "Sorry," Arthur said. "But let's go, okay? You know how long -- STANLEY!" "Why are you shouting?" Stanley adjusted his pack. "C'mon! I'm so hungry -- " He paused. "Oh, boy! Arthur, do you see?" "I do, actually." Arthur swallowed hard. "You're, you know ... Flat." The brothers stared at each other. "The pump?" Stanley said. "It might work again." Arthur fetched the bicycle pump from their toy chest, and Stanley lay on his bed with the hose end in his mouth. Arthur gave a long, steady, pump. Stanley made a face. "That hurts!" Arthur pumped again, and Stanley snatched the hose from his mouth. "Owww! That really hurts! It wasn't like that before. We'd better stop." "Now what?" Arthur said. "We can't just hide in here forever, you know." Mrs. Lambchop's call came again. "Boys! Please come!" "Do me a favor," Stanley said. "You tell them. Sort of get them ready. okay?" "Okay," said Arthur, and went to tell. Arthur stood in the kitchen doorway. "Hey, guess what?" he said. "Hay is for horses, dear," said Mrs. Lambchop. "Good morning! Breakfast is ready." "Good morning, Arthur," Mr. Lambchop said from behind his newspaper. "Where's Stanley?" "Guess what?" Arthur said again. Mrs. Lambchop sighed. "Oh, all right! I can't guess. Tell." "Stanley's flat again," said Arthur. Mr. Lambchop put down his paper. Mrs. Lambchop closed her eyes. "Flat again? Is that what you said?" "Yes," said Arthur. "It's true." Stanley stood now beside Arthur in the doorway. "Just look." "Good grief!" said Mr. Lambchop. "I can't believe that bulletin board -- " "It didn't fall on me this time," Stanley said. "I just got flat. Arthur tried to pump me up, like before, but it hurt too much." "Oh, Stanley!" Mrs. Lambchop ran to kiss him. "How do you feel now?" "Fine, actually," Stanley said. "Just surprised. Can I go to school?" Mrs. Lambchop thought for a moment. "Very well. Eat your breakfast. After school we'll hear what Dr. Dan has to say." Stanley, Flat Again! . Copyright © by Jeff Brown. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold. Excerpted from Stanley, Flat Again! by Jeff Brown All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.