Sophie Sea to Sea. Norma Charles
Sophie Sea to Sea Star Girl’s Cross-Canada Adventures
Sophie Sea to Sea Star Girl’s Cross-Canada Adventures
a nowel by Norma charles
Copyright © 1999 Norma Charles
First Edition
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We acknowledge the financial support of the Canada Council for the Arts, the Government of Canada through the Book Publishing Industry Development Program (BPIDP) and the assistance of the Province of British Columbia through the British Columbia Arts Council for our publishing activities and program.
Editor: Joy Gugeler
Cover Illustration: Shaheed Khan
Production and Cover Design: Teresa Bubela
Text Design: Jen Hamilton
Canadian Cataloguing in Publication Data
Charles, Norma M.
Sophie sea to sea
“A Sandcastle Book.”
ISBN 0-88878-404-X
I. Title.
PS8555.H4224S66 1999 jC813’.54 C99-910881-6
PZ7.C3782SO 1999
QUEBEC QUICK FACTS
Motto: Je Me Souviens (I remember)
Quebec means “narrow passage” in Algonquin.
Population: 7,357,200 (1999)
Size: 1,540,680 sq. km
Capital: Quebec City
Main Industries: farming, manufacturing, electric power, mining, forestry
Flower: White Garden Lily, chosen because it resembles France’s emblem, the fleur-de-lis
Bird: Snowy Owl
Tree: American Elm, used for making furniture
History:
Early First Nation settlers were Iroquois who grew corn around their villages along the St. Lawrence. In 1534, Jacques Cartier landed at Gaspé and claimed the land for France. He was followed by Champlain who built a colony of habitants (farmers). Soon French voyageurs travelled up the rivers and traded with the First Nation people for furs. Quebec City was captured by the British in 1759 during the Battle of the Plains of Abraham. Quebec then belonged to Britain, but it remained chiefly French speaking, although most businesses and government affairs were run by British, English-speaking merchants. Quebec was one of the four original provinces which formed Canada in 1867.
Wednesday after school, Sophie LaGrange saw it in the window of Tussaud’s Epicerie.
“Look at that!” she said, grabbing Marcie’s sleeve and pointing to the cluttered display.
“A new Star Girl comic!” squealed Marcie. “A special Star Girl Reviewl Look how thick it is!”
“It’s thick, all right,” Sophie said. “The Best of Star Girl’s Dazzling Adventures for 1948 plus two brand new issues free!” she read, her heart beating fast.
The cover featured Star Girl swinging from a rope toward two shifty-eyed crooks trying to sneak off with bulging packs of jewels. Star Girl, outstretched in an action pose, was wearing her red suit, a wide black belt with a bright yellow star buckle, a headband also emblazoned with a yellow star, and her swirling star-studded cape.
“I’ve just got to have that comic for my Star Girl collection,” said Sophie. “But twenty cents! And I don’t get my allowance until Saturday.”
“Me either. But aren’t you leaving on Saturday?”
The window fogged up with Sophie’s sigh and she couldn’t see the comic any more.
“Not until Monday now,” she muttered, trying to wipe the window with the elbow of her raincoat. “We’ll be packing up Papa’s new car and the trailer on the weekend. We’ll leave first thing Monday morning.”
Sophie nudged a rock with her toe. She wished Monday would never ever come. They’d be leaving Montreal for good, all her friends, their neighbours, everyone. Why did they have to move all the way across Canada to Maillardville? That was almost as far west as you could go and still be on land. Who wanted to live on the edge of the Pacific Ocean anyway?
“I just thought of something!” blurted Marcie. “What if Roberta Smith sees it?”
“You’re right! She’s always boasting she has every single Star Girl comic. She’ll grab that one before Saturday if we don’t buy it first.”
“We could always make sure she doesn’t see it,” Marcie said, with a gleam in her eye.
The bell over the door jangled as they rushed into the Epicerie.
“Bonjour, mesdamoiselles,” said Madame Tussaud, putting down her newspaper. “What can I do for you?”
“Bonjour, Madame,” said Sophie. “Could we look at your comics please?”
“Are you going to actually buy one this time?” asked Madame Tussaud, staring at them over her glasses.
“Um, yes Madame. Sure we are,” said Sophie.
“Well, see that you don’t drip rain on them,” said Madame Tussaud grumpily.
Marcie buried the special Star Girl Review under a stack of Little Lulus and Sophie helped her rearrange the comics into a neat display.
The bell over the door jangled again. While Madame Tussaud was busy talking to Madame Plante and her little boy, Sophie and Marcie slipped out of the store.
“Let’s make sure no one can see it.”
They stared into the front window again. The Star Girl Review was out of sight.
“You’d need Star Girl X-ray vision to see it now,” said Sophie.
Her brother Arthur came riding his bike up on the sidewalk, the badges on his Jughead hat shiny with rain. “Hey, Sophie,” he said, his tires splashing through the puddles. “Martian’s waiting for you. It’s your turn to look after Zephram while she’s at work, remember?”
“I’m coming. I’m coming.” Sophie took one last look at the pile of comics then turned to follow her brother home.
“You know, I’ve never realized it before, but Arthur looks just like you!” said Marcie.
“Yeah, right. If I was six inches taller and wore thick glasses and a stupid Jughead hat all the time, maybe.”
“No, I mean it. You’ve got the same curly hair, same dark brown eyes, same round