Here's the blurb:
Frederick the frog isn’t looking for
adventure. His life in the family pond—hanging out and catching flies—is
perfect. Or it would be if a bully wasn’t harassing the youngest frogs. To
defend them, Frederick accepts a fly-catching challenge, but what he catches
isn’t an insect. It’s a magic ring, and Frederick has swallowed it! Whenever he
burps or coughs, something terrifying happens to the pond.
“Frogs shouldn’t have anything to do with
human things,” says wise Uncle Ben, so to protect his family, Frederick must
leave the only world he knows.
The world beyond the pond is frightening,
but rather than hide or mope, Frederick sets out to get rid of this dangerous
human thing. His only hope is to find the small human who tossed the ring into
the pond, the boy chased by big men and bigger horses. The boy is in trouble,
too, but how can Frederick, one little frog, save a human, much less the pond
from an evil sorcerer?
Here's an excerpt just to give you a taste of the adventure:
Air bubbles roared past Frederick. Horse
legs crashed through the water all around him. Heart hammering, he dove for the
mucky bottom.
Kersplash!
Something big plunged past him.
Frederick tucked his long legs,
rolled, and kicked away. One cattail stem smacked him in the face, another in
the knee. He pulled himself across the third and braced his legs against it
while it swayed.
He opened his eyes at the roiling
surface, head out and body in. His nose smarted. Whatever had thundered through
the pond was gone. Already the algae was closing ranks, filling the holes
punched into it.
Frederick heaved a sigh and crawled
onto a floating twig. He looked around for his friends—and froze.
From the reeds opposite, a pair of
eyes stared out.
BLUE eyes.
BIG blue eyes.
Frederick pretended he was part of
the twig.
The eyes blinked. They widened to
June bug size.
Huh?
What does something big enough to stir up a pond have to fear?
The eyes looked beyond him, over the
cattails. It was thundering again. Louder. More horses. The blue eyes opposite
sank into the reeds.
Frederick clung to his reed. Queen
Mama always said—there was a time for diving and a time for sticking. The time
for sticking was now.
“The boy crossed here!”
“And went out here!”
“Follow him, you idiots!”
Three horses plunged into the water
and galloped through the pond.
Frederick hung on while his twig
bounced back and forth with the sloshing waves.
When the water stilled, Frederick
looked straight at the reeds.
The blue eyes had surfaced. Now they
rose. And rose. Over the top of the reeds appeared a thin, green-streaked face.
A
human! A small human!
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