Little Wolf’s Book of Badness. Ian Whybrow
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First published in Great Britain by Collins in 1995
This edition published by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2012
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Text copyright © Ian Whybrow 1995
Illustrations copyright © Tony Ross 1995
Why You’ll Love This Book copyright © Jeremy Strong 2009
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Source ISBN: 9780007458547
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Contents
Copyright
Why You’ll Love This Book
Little Wolf’s Book of Badness
More Than a Story Contents Page
Also by Ian Whybrow
About the Author
About the Publisher
By Jeremy Strong
Clever, brave, funny and always the optimist, Little Wolf quickly wriggles his way into your your heart and stays there. Lurching from one perilous adventure to the next and living on his wits, Little Wolf manages to remain winningly bouncy about Life and Living.
At the same time he also provides us with delightful observations concerning family and relationships. Ian Whybrow has created a real classic with this gem of a story and Tony Ross’s drawings provide a perfect match.
This is one of the best blinking blunking books I’ve read. Definitely.
Jeremy Strong
Jeremy Strong has written over eighty books, including several best-sellers and award-winners, such as The 100 Mph Dog and Beware Killer Tomatoes. He spends much of his time visiting schools and festivals world-wide to entertain and inform children and to encourage their own reading and writing. He is particularly keen to pass on the joy of books to young children in the hope of starting up a lifetime’s habit.
The Lair, Murkshire
I have had no reply to my many letters to you. I therefore have no choice but to send this one by the paw of my eldest cub, Little Wolf. I want you to be his teacher.
Little is a bad boy at heart, I am sure, but he is worryingly well-behaved at the moment. He has been far too nice to Smellybreff, his baby brother, and only yesterday he went to bed early without being growled at. His mother and I think that it is time he left the Lair and had some adventures. We want him to go to Cunning College to learn his 9 Rules of Badness, and earn a BAD badge, just as you and I did long ago at Brutal Hall.
We are at our wits’ end. You are our only hope. We rely on you to make a beast of Little Wolf.
Your anxious brother,
On the road to Lonesome Lake
Day 1 – morning
Please please PLEEEEEZ let me come home. I have been walking and walking all day, and guess how far? Not even ten miles, I bet. I have not even reached Lonesome Lake yet. You know I hate going on adventures. So why do I have to go hundreds of miles to Uncle Bigbad’s school in the middle of a dark damp forest?
You say you do not get on in life these days without a BAD badge. But I know loads of really bad wolves who never went to school. Ever. Like my cousin Yeller for one. I know you want me to be wild and wicked like Dad, but why do I have to go so far away? Just what is so wonderful about Cunning College in Frettnin Forest? And what is so brilliant about having Uncle Bigbad as a teacher? Is it all because Dad went to Brutal Hall and they made him a prefect and he got a silver BAD badge when he left? I bet it is.
There is another four days’ walk, maybe more to Frettnin Forest. Let me come back and learn to be bad at home.
PLEE-EE-EEZ!!!
Your number 1 cub,
By Lonesome Lake
Day 1 – night-time
I am a bit lost.
I think I have come to Lonesome Lake just where the River Rover runs up to it. I used Dad’s map as a tablecloth for my picnic lunch. Now it is hard to tell if you have come to a river or a bit of bacon rind.
I have not had word from you to return home, so I must continue on this stupid, long journey, even though I might never find Uncle Bigbad. He never answers Dad’s letters. Maybe Cunning College is closed, and he has moved from Frettnin Forest. Anyway, how will I know I have found him when I do?