Let's Go to the Horse Races, Gramma

By Maggie Cedarberg

Have you ever been to a horse race? Do you like horses? Nine year-old cousins, Johnny Five and Charlotte and their gramma learn a lot about horses and racing when they go to the new race track. They place their bets on which horse will cross the finish line first. G

• Language: English
• Publisher: Margaret M Cedarberg
• Release date: May 28, 2024
• ISBN: 9798990816114

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Let's Go to the Horse Races, Gramma

Maggie Cedarberg

Text Copyright © 2024 by Maggie Cedarberg

Cover Art Copyright © 2024 by Mary Cate Rongen

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No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

To all you wonderful grandparents.

Especially my Gramma Tait, who inspired me to be a gramma like her.

To Grampa Neudecker my next door pal, who filled my after school time with fun.

To all you grandparents at New Perspectives. Keep pouring into your grandchildren. You make a difference!

To my 10 grandchildren! I just love being your Gramma C!

Note to reader – The blank spaces are for you to be the illustrator. Happy Drawing!

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Chapter 1

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Bah-bah-bah-dah-n-dah-dah-dah … Yay! It’s a call from Gramma! I know because I just finished choosing special ringtones for my frequent callers. I chose a tune from an old puppet show that Gramma is crazy about. (Yes, I have my own cell phone! BUT, only for important calls. And no games. And no phones at mealtime!)

Hi, Gramma, I answered. Have you rigged up a plan?

Howdy, Charlotte, Gramma said. We need to have a huddle with Johnny Five. Ask your mom if you can come over. I’ll give Johnny Five a buzz.

We got the thumbs up so Johnny Five and I hopped on our bikes and got to Gramma’s at exactly the same time.

Gramma was ready for us with all the ingredients necessary for a huddle.

I probably should fill you in on a few things in case we haven’t met yet.

Gramma is my best friend; we’ve been friends ever since I was born – that was nine years ago. Johnny Five and I are cousins. He’s nine also. We live in the same town as Gramma, so we get together a lot. Boy-oh-boy do we have fun. And this is one of those fun days.

OK Kidlets. Here’s the deal, she said as we gathered at her kitchen table that had a mountain of fresh-from-the-oven chocolate chip cookies that were calling us by name. Look at this! Gramma said as she held up a big, colorful advertisement that pictured beautiful horses running on a racetrack. Want to go?

Go where? Johnny Five asked as cookie crumbs fell from his full mouth.

Gramma wiggled the ad – her head tipped; her eyebrows raised; her lips curved up to her sparkling eyes.

Huh? I