Phineas L. MacGuire . . . Erupts!: The First Experiment by Frances O'roark DowellPhineas L. MacGuire . . . Erupts!: The First Experiment by Frances O'roark Dowell

Phineas L. MacGuire . . . Erupts!: The First Experiment

byFrances O'roark DowellIllustratorPreston McDaniels

Paperback | May 8, 2007

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Here's what you need to know about Phineas L. MacGuire, boy-scientist extraordinaire, aka Mac:

1. He's allergic to purple, telephone calls, and girls, and can prove it.

2. He's probably the world's expert on mold, including which has the highest stink potential.

3. He does not have a best friend. He does, however, have an un-best friend, who he does not -- repeat, not -- want to upgrade to best friend status.

But disaster strikes when his teacher pairs Mac and his un-best friend together for the upcoming science fair. Worse, this un-best friend wants the project to be on dinosaurs, which is so third grade. Worse still, it seems as though everyone else in his class finds the un-best friend as unlikeable as Mac does. But, being a boy-scientist, once Mac notices this, he just might have to do some investigating....
Frances O'Roark Dowell was born on a military post in Berlin, Germany on May 30, 1964. She received a B.A. from Wake Forest University and an M.F.A. in Creative Writing (Poetry) from the University of Massachusetts. She has written numerous books including Where I'd Like to Be, The Secret Language of Girls, The Kind of Friends We Used ...
Title:Phineas L. MacGuire . . . Erupts!: The First ExperimentFormat:PaperbackProduct dimensions:176 pages, 7.62 × 5.12 × 0.5 inShipping dimensions:7.62 × 5.12 × 0.5 inPublished:May 8, 2007Publisher:415231986Language:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:1416947345

ISBN - 13:9781416947349

Appropriate for ages: 8


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chapter one My name is Phineas Listerman MacGuire. Most people call me Mac. It's okay if you call me Phin. You can even call me Phineas. Forget about calling me Listerman. I am allergic to fifteen things. My mom says this is not true, that I'm only allergic to two things, peanuts and cat hair. But I am a scientist, and she's not. I have scientific proof that it makes me itchy to think about the following items: Avocados Yogurt, any flavor Cottage cheese Grape jelly Any kind of kissing, especially when there's lipstick Celery Purple flowers Purple Magic Markers Purple crayons Anything purple Moist towelettes in foil packs Telephone calls All girls I started fourth grade three weeks ago. When I started, I had a best friend. His name was Marcus Ballou. Marcus is also a scientist. We were a scientific team. We specialized in volcanoes, caves, fossils, all insects, and the solar system. But mostly volcanoes. We have made and erupted over eighty-seven volcanoes in our lifetime. It's very simple. You take an empty soda bottle (big) and put it in a baking pan (also big). Fill the bottle with lots of baking soda and four or five squirts of dishwashing liquid. Then add vinegar and stand back. You should do it outside, in case you were wondering. Unless you have a less irritated mom than mine. Then maybe you could do it on the kitchen table. If you're like me and spill stuff everywhere even when you're trying really hard to be careful, you should definitely do it at a friend's house. Here is the problem with Marcus: He moved. To Lawrence, Kansas. This is bad for at least two reasons. Now we aren't a scientific team anymore. Also, he waited until the second week of school to move. If he had moved before school started, then I would have known to look around for a new best friend on the first day. But I didn't know to do this. I still had Marcus. Everybody knew that me and Marcus were best friends and a scientific team. No one else tried to be best friends with us. They picked other best friends. Here's what you would hear all the time: "Mac and Marcus" "Mac and Marcus" "Mac and Marcus" Now all you hear is: "Mac" "Mac" "Mac" Scientifically speaking, it's a pretty lonely sound. Copyright © 2006 by Frances O¹Roark Dowell