Pigs Might Fly
By Emily Rodda
4.5/5
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Pigs can't fly. Can they?
'I wish something would happen!' said Rachel. 'Something interesting!'
Afterwards, she would remember what she'd said and how she'd felt, that rainy Saturday morning, and she would think, 'That was really the beginning,' and her stomach would give a little jolt, and the tips of her fingers would tingle. But at the time she didn't know what was in store. All she knew was that she was bored. Bored with having a cold and having to stay in bed. Bored with the rain drumming on the roof. If only something unlikely or unexpected would happen for a change. Something exciting - something wonderful.
'Maybe it will!' her father said, 'And pigs might fly!'
Ages: 9+
Emily Rodda
Emily Rodda's first book, Something Special, was published with Angus & Robertson in 1984. It marked the beginning of a career that has seen her become one of the most successful, prolific and versatile writers in Australia. Since then, Emily has written or co-authored over ninety books for children. Her children's books range from picture books to YA novels, and include the award-winning Rowan of Rin series as well as the outstandingly successful Deltora Quest fantasy series. A full-time writer since 1994, Emily has won the Children's Book Council of Australia Book of the Year award a record five times and seems to instinctively know what children want to read.
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- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5This was one of my favourite books as a child and I loved it just as much as an adult. I highly recommend it - you will not be bored for a second. If you read it to your kids, I guarantee Pigs Might Fly will have everyone in fits of laughter!
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5I loved this book as a little kid and it was honestly just as spellbinding reading it to my kids now. It's a simple plot, but my only complaint would be a wish to spend more time with the lovely characters. That said, it's exactly what it should be for the target age--just thrilling enough to really care about Rachel and for just long enough that a young child will stick with the struggle to get to the sweet relief at the end. And giggling the entire way.
Can Emily Rodda write a book that isn't just right for kids? Pigs might fly, but I don't think there's enough UEF to ever make that one true!
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Pigs Might Fly - Emily Rodda
Dedication
This one’s for Hal
Contents
Dedication
1. The Beginning
2. It Never Pigs But It Pours
3. I Want to Go Home!
4. What the Book Said
5. We’ve Got a Problem, All Right
6. Mr Len Murray of the Pilgrim’s Bank
7. The Amazing Cathy Titterton
8. Pigs Are Up!
9. It’s Got Her!
10. Outsider Inside
11. Pigs Might Fly!
About the Author
The Shop at Hoopers Bend
Also by Emily Rodda
Copyright
1. The Beginning
‘I wish something would happen!’ said Rachel.
Afterwards, she would remember what she’d said, and how bored she’d felt, that rainy Saturday morning, and she would think: ‘That was really the beginning.’ And her stomach would give a little jolt, and the tips of her fingers would tingle.
But at the time she didn’t know what was in store for her. All she knew was that she was very bored. Bored with having a cold and being shut up inside the house; bored with all her books and games; bored with TV. She was sick of having a chafed, runny nose and a sore throat, and feeling hot and prickly and then cold and shivery in quick succession. And she was sick of the sound of the rain, drumming down on the roof of her room, beating on the concrete path, dripping from the gutters, gurgling down the pipes.
She heaved a dreary sigh and lay back on her pillows, staring at the ceiling.
‘Something has happened,’ said her mother, tucking in the blankets and putting the books Rachel had been reading in a neat pile at the end of the bed. ‘The ceiling in Jamie’s room’s sprung a leak. He’s been having a lovely time lying on his back and trying to catch the drops in his mouth. He must have been at it for twenty minutes. He’s soaked, the carpet’s soaked, Bluey’s soaked, and now Chris is getting soaked trying to clean up!’
Rachel smiled, thinking of Dad battling the leak with Jamie toddling around insisting on ‘helping’, with a dripping blue stuffed dog tucked under his arm. Then she sighed again.
‘I don’t really mean that sort of thing, Mum,’ she explained patiently. ‘I mean something interesting. Something really interesting. Everything’s always the same in this house lately. Get up, have breakfast, go to school, come home, play, have dinner, go to bed, get up, have . . .’
‘Alice!’ Dad’s voice echoed down the corridor. His footsteps banged on the stairs.
‘OK, OK, I get your meaning,’ said Alice drily, ignoring the call. ‘You mean you think your life lacks excitement, adventure, romance, the challenge of the unlikely event, the unexpected . . .’
‘Your life lacks romance!’ roared Chris from the hall. He appeared at the door with Jamie on his back, a bucket in one hand and a dripping cloth in the other. ‘What about mine, I’d like to know? I didn’t ask for this sort of life! What would my real parents, the Duke and Duchess of Finklestein think, if they saw me, their rightful heir, in this state? Alice, do you realise that Jamie’s carpet . . .’
‘Dad!’ interrupted Rachel scornfully. ‘Your parents are Grandma and Poppy, not the Duke and Duchess of Finkleship!’
‘Finklestein, please. And how do you know who my real parents are? For all you know . . . Jamie, get down, darling, you’re strangling me. Oh, that’s better.’
The doorbell rang.
‘I go, I go!’ squealed Jamie, and thundered off down the corridor.
‘Don’t fall down the stairs, don’t fall down the stairs! Jamie, don’t fall down the . . .’ Screeching at the top of her voice, Alice ducked past Chris, missed the bucket by a fraction, and followed her son.
Chris shook his head. ‘A madhouse!’ he sighed, and sat down on the end of the bed. ‘Too much excitement, if you ask me.’
‘It’s the ordinary sort, though, Dad,’ said Rachel seriously. ‘I mean, it’s how things are all the time. I want something different. Like — um — like, say if the roof leaked and when you went up to fix it, you found a bird’s nest with eggs in it, that we could watch hatch. That would be interesting. I read that in a book once.’
‘Yeah — well, we had that bat in the chimney. That was exciting,’ said Chris, a trifle grimly. He’d tried for two days to get that bat out. Finally it had got itself out — very sooty and cross, into the living room, while they were watching television. He remembered the occasion well.
‘Yeah, that’s right! But that was ages ago. We don’t seem to have anything like that now.’ ‘No, fortunately not. How’s your throat feeling?’
‘A bit sore, but better,’ said Rachel, after a test swallow. ‘Dad?’
‘Yes?’
‘Maybe your long-lost parents, the Duke and Duchess of Finklesop, will leave you all their money.’
‘Finklestein,’ said Chris gloomily, stirring the muddy water in his bucket.
‘Finklestein. Maybe they’ll leave you all their money, and we can buy a houseboat and have adventures on it.’
‘You never know.’
‘Or we might find a treasure map under the house, or a secret room behind one of the walls, with a skeleton in it, or . . . or . . . a film person might see this house and want to use it for a film, like happened to Susie Swanning, or . . .’
‘Oh yes, or we might find a unicorn in the garden, and pigs might fly!’ said Chris, tipping his head back and looking at the light through his eyelashes.
‘Pigs can’t fly!’
‘Exactly!’
‘Dad . . . !’
Thunderous, plodding three-year-old feet laboured up the stairs. Jamie’s face peered around the door.
‘Sandy’s here,’ he announced.
‘Oh,’ said Chris, getting up. ‘I’ll go down and see him.’
‘I want to come too!’ cried Rachel.
‘So do I,’ said Jamie excitedly. ‘I want to come!’ He paused. ‘Where are we going?’ he asked.
‘Down to see Sandy, you gink!’ laughed Chris. ‘Didn’t you just tell . . . oh, never mind. Rachel, my love, you can’t come. You’re sick and you’ve got a temperature . . . Now, don’t argue darling,’ he added, as Rachel’s complaining voice rose. ‘Stay here. I’ll send Sandy up to see you before he goes. OK?’
‘OK.’ Rachel saw there was no point in arguing. And it was true she didn’t feel very well yet. Even walking to the bathroom her legs felt trembly and weak. But Sandy was a good cure for boredom, and she did want to see him.
Sandy was a signwriter. He painted curly, old-fashioned-looking signs for antique shops, big bold signs for butchers’ shops, fancy signs for dress shops, funny signs covered in cartoons for toy shops. He worked all over the city, wherever he was wanted. One day he’d be up a ladder, painting a sign high on an old brick wall; the next he’d be down on the pavement, lettering numbers on someone’s front door, or painting the name of a park on a white board. He always had a story to tell about his latest job —