A Poem About My Old Friend And How Much I Miss Him By Hank Summer, my friend, you have come to an end I’m now in school, where I only feel blue My teacher is meaner, than a soleless sneaker Her breath is stinky, a pimple on her pinkie She has hair on her lip…
Since the dawn of civilization mankind has endured a horror of such magnitude that just the phrase alone can cast goosebumps and cause the shivering of the spine. Older Brother. If you are lucky enough, blessed enough, one of the few chosen to be free from the tyranny of the older brother, than read no further,…
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Welcome back website visitors! This is Isaac, one of Hank’s superfriends and it’s time for another installment of “Isaac’s Corner” where I give book reviews, both to help you pick the next book to read and to get credit at school. My grandfather would call this “killing two birds with one stone”, I call it…
By Steven Blanshan, Author of A Worm Named Hank I am the father of four children. My oldest is 17 in a few days and my youngest is 7 in a few months. Ten small years separate them, one small decade, yet in those ten years the world turned with such ferociousness and speed that it’s far…
Friends, Colleagues, and Peers, I write this message in the gravest of situations. I have been discovered snooping in my older brother Todd’s room. If you have read my first book, you are well aware of the horrors that lay before me within the confines of my older brothers nasty, disgusting, room, but I tell…
A Worm Named Hank 