Read "The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict" by Trenton Lee Stewart available from Rakuten Kobo. Sign up today and get $5 off your first download. Before there was a Mysterious Benedict Society, there was simply a boy named Nicholas Benedict. Meet the boy who started it bestthing.info-year-old Nicholas. FREE preview for the new book in Trenton Lee Stewart's New York Times Bestselling series: THE MYSTERIOUS BENEDICT SOCIETY. Nine-year-old Nicholas Benedict has more problems than most children his age. Mrs. Ferrier and Nicholas were the only passengers to dis embark the train.
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Please try again later. Paperback Verified download. He falls asleep when he gets emotional and sometimes sees an old hag in his sleep and wakes up screaming. Because of this, the director of his new orphanage makes him sleep locked in a faraway room. Nicholas, however, is incredibly clever so he quickly makes a key that allows him to get out of his room at night.
He learns about a treasure believed to be hidden somewhere in his orphanage.
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He becomes determined to solve the mystery and find the treasure. Instead of many puzzles to solve, there is one huge puzzle in this book. It is fun to try to solve it along with Nicholas. The story is engaging and though it is written for children, it is enjoyable for adults as well.
My 8 and 10 year old sons loved it, as did I. I highly recommend this book to people of all ages, but read the other three Mysterious Benedict Society books first! The conversation that day was really interesting, so I picked up the book and read it. And then I passed it on to my kids. My kids LOVE the adventures upon which the kids in the book embark. They see some of themselves in many of the characters.
This book was downloadd for my son for his Easter Basket, to complete his series. He has plowed through it, and is on the second read. SO FUN!
We recommend this series to anybody who might be interested. site Edition Verified download. I asked my two boys what their favorite thing about the book was. Ten-year old: Nicholas's great ideas and narrow escapes. Twelve-year old: I, the parent, enjoyed multi-dimensional characters learning about themselves, each other and how to treat others.
I also enjoyed the SAT style words to expand our vocabularies.
My daughter is a 4th grade teacher who likes to keep a well-stocked bookshelf in her classroom. She reads everything she puts on that shelf and she is a huge fan of the Amazing Benedict Society books. In fact, I've downloadd 2 sets for her - one for the school, and one for her home shelf! My 9-year old granddaughter isn't quite ready for them yet, but she's close!
Hardcover Verified download. I met Trenton Lee Stewart after a concert in central Arkansas several years ago. It was a funny experience because I had not read much of the Mysterious Benedict Society if any of it and I knew he was famous for it but couldn't think of anything to say to him. I wanted to smack my forehead afterward because it was silly to have a chance to rub shoulders with a literary celebrity but waste the opportunity by several moments of silence.
I read the MBS series and thought they were good. A little hard to get into sometimes, but my sons love them and have read them multiple times. But then they persuaded me to set aside my grownup fare and read THIS book, insisting it was Stewart's best yet. I read the first chapter and found that I couldn't put it down. It has a narrative pace that is much more compelling than the MBS books.
Its characters are more real. Its plot has neatly executed intricacies that satisfy. Its message is uplifting and inspiring.
I agree with my sons -- this is Trenton Lee Stewart's best work thus far! I really liked that this was solid background information on Mr. Benedict from the series "The Mysterious Benedict Society". Now we meet Nicholas, his child self and learn where he came from, about his sleeping condition, and how he grew up. Although there are a few gaps, we now can understand Nicholas as an adult. The main character Nicholas, had depth. We felt what he was feeling, we understood him, we cried when he cried.
However, the other characters seemed to be a bit predictable. John had a sob story background, and was hesitant to defy the bullies. Violet was kind and determined to help her family. Even though the characters had predictable faults I think Stewart did a great job of tying all the characters and the plot together so that the puzzle pieces fit.
I also liked in this book that there were little hidden clues to the big picture. Only this suitcase. Im Nicholas, sir. Nicholas Benedict. He held out his hand. No trunk? Collum, frowning. Well, I daresay thats common enough, though I hadnt expected it. I havent met a child at the station before, you see. He was speaking directly to Mrs. Ferrier and appeared not to have noticed Nicholass outstretched hand. I assumed directorship of the Manor only this spring, as Im sure Mr. Cuckieu told you. The Manor?
Ferrier with a confused look. Forgive me, Mr. Collum said. You must know the orphanage as Rothschilds End or Childs End, as it is often abbreviated. In these parts, however, it is quite com mon to shorten the name still further, for ease of speaking, and to refer to the place simply as the Manor.
The residence at Childs End is the only manor in the area, you see, so this leads to no confusion. Nicholas began to ask a question, but though he spoke clearly and politely enough, Mr. Collum continued speaking to Mrs. Ferrier as if Nicholas hadnt uttered a word.
Now, madam, Mr. Collum said, allow me to accom pany you inside the station house, where you can wait out of the damp. I would invite you to the Manor for refreshment, but Im afraid its quite a long ride from Pebbleton.
Our ket tle would hardly have begun to whistle before your train does its due to arrive at nine. Nicholas and Mrs. Ferrier, who was trying not to look shattered at the prospect of waiting in the station house for two hours, followed Mr.
Collum into a dim, drafty room. A Beginning at the End with sawdust on the floor and benches along the walls. Near the ticket counter, the stationmaster was telling the train conductor about a wicked egg thief who had visited his barn the night before. The conductor, seeing that Mrs. Ferrier and Nicholas had disembarked at last, gestured at the clock, and the stationmaster accompanied him back out to the train, hurrying to finish his story.
The newcomers were left alone with a redhaired man who sat on one of the benches, absorbed in a rainspotted newspaper.
May I just have a brief word with you, Mr. A private word? Of course, said Mr. Collum, who had yet to look directly at Nicholas but did seem aware of him, for he held up a finger to indicate that the boy should stay put. He drew Mrs. Ferrier over to the ticket counter, where they stood with their backs to the room and spoke in hushed voices.
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Nicholas strained his ears but could not make out a word of their conversation, so he turned his attention to the red haired newspaper reader. The man appeared to be of late middle age, perhaps a decade older than Mr. His tanned, rough hands suggested a different sort of labor from that which occupied the orphanage director whose own pale fingers were carefully manicured and, excepting one inky smear, as clean as soap could make them.
A faint impression in the mans hair suggested hed been wearing a hat, though Nicholas saw none on the bench, nor any on the hat rack nearby. With some difficulty the man turned to a different section in his newspaper the damp pages clung together and resumed his reading, mouthing the words to himself.
Nicho las, watching his lips, followed along for a tedious ten seconds. The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict. He glanced at the schedule above the ticket counter.
Ferriers nine oclock train was just the fifth one of the day; it was also the last. Pebbleton, it seemed, was not quite on the way to anywhere.
Nicholas stepped to the nearest window facing the street. At the curb sat an aged Studebaker with mud on its tires and steam rising from its hood. Beyond it Nicholas could see most of Pebbleton without moving his head. A handful of shops, a few market stalls closed down for the day, an occasional parked automobile.
In the gloomy distance, a grain silo put Nicholas in mind of a lighthouse seen through fog. A glary smudge over the trees to the west was all the sunset the evening could muster.
Behind the station house, the train sounded its whistle. Nicholas perked up his ears, hoping the adults would raise their voices. Naturally he was curious to know what they were saying about him. But the clamor of the departing train was so overwhelming that Nicholas couldnt have heard them if they shouted. The windows rattled; the plank floors trem bled.
Then a ghostly reflection appeared in the window behind his own, and Nicholas turned to discover Mrs. Ferrier looking down on him with grave finality. Collum lin gered at the ticket counter, checking his pocket watch against the station house clock. For what would be the last time, the old woman and young boy regarded each other. They were compelled to wait for the train to finish leaving the station before attempting to speak, however, which gave Nicholas ample time to reflect upon the occasion.
He had wondered what sort of expression. A Beginning at the End Mrs. Ferrier would put on for their parting, and now that the moment was at hand, he found it to be rather what he had expected: She was serious for his sake, he knew, in case he was afraid or sad. She was not much attached to Nicholas, perhaps because of his habitual impertinence she thought him too saucy by far but Mrs. Ferrier believed there was a way of doing things, and because she took comfort in this belief, she always made an effort.
The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict
She need not have bothered, at least not for Nicholass sake. He was anything but sad. The last orphanage had been the worst yet, and he was glad to leave it. In fact, his time there had been so awful that before his departure he had secretly deposited sardines in many a tormentors pillowcase, and had clicked his heels as he went out the door. No, he was far from sad, and though certainly nervous, he was not afraid, either. Or not very afraid, anyway. The Manor could hardly be worse than the last place, and there was always the chance it would be better.
The trains caboose had not yet cleared the station when the redheaded man rose, stretched, rearranged his news paper, and exited the station house. Collum, mean while, had finished adjusting his watch and tucked it away.
He went to the open door and paused. Glancing at Mrs. Fer rier, he touched his hat in what appeared to be a courteous farewell though he might simply have been lowering its brim against the weather and stepped outside with his umbrella. All of this had occurred as if in pantomime, with the trains rumbling, screeching, and clattering crowding out all other sound.
When at last something like silence returned.
Ferrier laid a hand on the boys shoulder. Nicholas, you know what you must do, she said. Oh yes, Mrs.
Im to carry my suitcase out to that Studebaker, and never mind the drizzle.If you order multiple items and they are not all in stock, we will advise you of their anticipated arrival times. Nicholas soon finds himself in the m This book was really good! But the clamor of the departing train was so overwhelming that Nicholas couldnt have heard them if they shouted.
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