Megabat

Megabat

A sweet and hilarious chapter book about a boy and a bat, two unlikely friends who bond over loneliness, jellyrolls and Darth Vader. Daniel Misumi has just moved to a new house. It's big and old and far away from his friends and his life before. AND it's haunted . . . or is it? Megabat was just napping on a papaya one day when he was stuffed in a box and shipped halfway across the world. Now he's living in an old house far from home, feeling sorry for himself and accidentally scaring the people who live there. Daniel realizes it's not a ghost in his new house. It's a bat. And he can talk. And he's actually kind of cute. Megabat realizes that not every human wants to whack him with a broom. This one shares his smooshfruit. Add some buttermelon, juice boxes, a lightsaber and a common enemy and you've got a new friendship in the making! This charming, funny story is brought to life by Kass Reich's warm and adorable illustrations. There's never been a bat this cute -- readers will be rooting for Megabat and Daniel from page one! One of Amazon.com's Best Children's Books of 2018 One of Fuse 's Best Early Chapter Books of 2018 A Canadian Children’s Book News Bookseller Recommendation (Winter 2018) One of Quill & Quire 's Books of the Year 2018 One of Canadian Children's Book Centre ’s Favourite Books of The Year 2018 The Oregon Library Association, 2021 Beverly Cleary Children's Choice Awards (Winner) PRAISE FOR Megabat : “This talking fruit bat charms everyone he meets: a young boy named Daniel, a pigeon love interest, and discerning young readers.” — Quill & Quire "The miscommunications between humans and a fruit bat are ridiculous yet funny, and Reich’s soft illustrations add further, gentle humor. . . . A charming tale." — Kirkus Reviews " Megabat is a fast-paced novel that will have young readers wanting more. . . . [A] highly engaging read with hilarious capers, engaging characters, and gorgeous illustrations. . . . Recommended." — CM Magazine  “ A warm tale . . . augmented by amusing graphite illustrations from [Kass] Reich.” — Publishers Weekly "[Kass] Reich’s expressive black-and-white illustrations are filled with detail and texture, especially with Megabat’s delightful facial expressions, and help guide the story along. Great for readers who enjoy Kate DiCamillo’s Mercy Watson books." — Booklist " Megabat is a delightful story . . .  A must for any school or public library, especially as a read-aloud." — Resource Links "This is the cutest story I’ve ever read. A great book for an early reader." — Story Monsters Ink “When boy and bat get together, they come to understand one another and join forces against a common enemy in this lively story of Birdgirl, Megabat, Daniel, and their community.” — Midwest Book Review ANNA HUMPHREY has worked in marketing for a poetry organization, in communications for the Girl Guides of Canada, as an editor for a webzine, as an intern at a decorating magazine and for the government. None of those was quite right, so she started her own freelance writing and editing business on top of writing for kids and teens. She lives in a big, old brick house in Kitchener, Ontario, with her husband and two kids and no bats. Yet. KASS REICH was born in Montreal, Quebec. She works as an artist and educator and has spent the majority of the last decade traveling and living abroad. She now finds herself back in Canada, but this time in Toronto. Kass loves illustrating books for all ages, including Megabat, Megabat and Fancy Cat, Sergeant Billy, Carson Crosses Canada, Hamsters Holding Hands and Dr. Coo and the Pigeon Protest . Daniel Misumi hated his new house. He hated the vines that crept up the redbrick and the way the peaks over the upstairs windows looked like angry eyebrows. He hated the creaky floors and the weird wallpaper… but most of all, he hated his new attic bedroom—especially when he discovered a ghostly creature was living there. Daniel’s first clue about the creature was the mysterious puddle at the top of the stairs. “Oof!” he said, landing on his bum. It was moving day, and he’d been carrying a box of Lego. Pieces crashed to the floor and skittered under the furniture like beetles afraid of the light. Daniel stood up and examined his wet shorts. “Mom!” he called. “There’s a puddle on my floor!” Daniel found his mom in the bathroom. She was busy unpacking her bottles of relaxing bubble bath. “Just what we need.” She sighed. “A leak in the roof on our first day.” Daniel’s father was summoned. He made grim faces at the ceiling and said things like “Welllllll…” and “Let’s see…” but no hole or crack was discovered. “Maybe it’s not water,” Daniel said as they mopped up the puddle. “It could be corrosive liquid leaking from a rusty pipe.” In such an old house, he wouldn’t have been surprised. Daniel eyed the ceiling suspiciously, but his dad just said they’d deal with it later. So Daniel tried to put the puddle out of his mi