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Amber Brown loves the holidays. The shopping, the wrapping, the unwrapping. She isn't having any troubles with gifts, but life is another story. She's so happy when her dad has moved back to New Jersey, but her mom isn't. It means the beginning of shared custody, and that means more fighting. Amber feels as if half of her belongs to her mom and half belongs to her dad, and that doesn't feel good at all. Then her mom says she can't get her ears pierced, but her dad doesn't know that. Amber makes a decision. Something has to belong to her, so why shouldn't it be her ears? Full of the fun, humor, and punny dialogue Paul Danziger's famous for, this is a winning entry in the ever popular series.

Born in Washington, D.C., and raised in New York, Paula Danziger knew since second grade that she wanted to be a writer. Beginning her career as a teacher, Danziger taught at the junior high, high school, college levels. She received her Masters Degree in reading and during that time she wrote her first bestselling novel, The Cat Ate My Gymsuit. She returned to teaching, but the success of her book encouraged her to become a full-time writer. It was non-stop for Danziger since then. Among her titles are: the enormously popular Amber Brown books as well as Remember Me To Harold Square, The Divorce Express, and Can You Sue Your Parents For Malpractice?

Danziger received numerous honors, including: Parent's Choice Awards, International Reading Association - Children's Book Council Awards, a IRA-CBC Children's Choice Award and many nominations for state reading and library association awards.

Known as a flamboyantly funny and deeply honest writer and speaker, Paula Danziger knew how to relate to young readers at their level. She was vital, funny, and compassionate. She knew how kids felt, what made them laugh, what they wore, collected, read, and played with. From collecting novelty toys that would make any teacher cringe, to wearing jangly earrings, funky glasses and shoes covered with beads and sequins, Paula Danziger had a direct line into kids' hearts and funnybones. She will be missed always.

In Paula's memory, The Amber Brown Fund has been established to bring authors and illustrators to schools and libraries which otherwise could not afford them. Donations may be sent to The Amber Brown Fund/ SCBWI Museum of Children’s Books, 8271 Beverly Blvd., Los Angeles, CA 90048.
Tony Ross lives in London, England.

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CHAPTER FOUR We just sit in Dad's car for awhile.
I, Amber Brown, have to think about what I am going to do, what I'm going to tell my Dad.
I am so angry at my mom right now.
She won't let me get my ears pierced.
She's so mean when my dad is around.
She's not acting like the Mom I've always known.
But if I say all of that to my dad, then he's going to act all proud that he's the best parent . . . and he does stuff too that drives me nuts.
I take a deep breath. "I'm just upset because Brandi called, and she and Kelly are going to the mall to get their ears pierced and I couldn't go??"
My dad interrupts. "Is that because you had to go with me?"
All of a sudden, a light flashes inside my head.
Well, not a light . . . . . an idea . . . . . and I'm not sure that this is a good idea . . . . but I, Amber Brown, am going to go for it. I, Amber Brown, am getting tired of the way that they are both acting. I'm tired of being in the middle?.and I want to do something for ME.
I sniffle and nod.
And then I sniffle again. "That's one of the reasons. But don't feel bad, Daddy, because I can get them pierced some time in the future."
I don't mention that the time in the future, according to my mom, is two years away.
My dad sits for a minute, thinking. "Honey, I don't want you to feel bad because we have plans and you can't do that with your friends."
"It's okay." I say, "even though they are probably on their way to the mall right now, I don't feel bad . . . not that bad anyway."
My dad turns the key in the ignition and says, "Well . . . you don't have to be upset, my wonderful daughter. I will take you to the mall . . . . and you can meet up with your friends and get your ears pierced."
"Oh, Daddy." I pat him on his hand. "Thank you soooooo much. You are so wonderful . . . . the best dad in the entire world."
"As your Aunt Pam says, wagons ho," my dad says, as he pulls the car out of the parking space.
I, Amber Brown, wonder about that.
Aunt Pam is my mom's sister, and now that my parents are divorced, is my dad supposed to be quoting my mom's sister, his ex-sister-in-law?
I, Amber Brown, am also wondering about what I've done. . . . . I haven't actually lied to my dad . . . but I haven't told him the whole truth. . . . . . But I really, really want to get my ears pierced . . . . and he doesn't say no . . . . and I'm his daughter too . . . . so that means that I should be able to get at least one of my ears pierced . . . . and my mom should only get half as mad because with joint custody, they share me and they each think that they own me. . . . . So really I'll have only pierced one ear that she has custody of . . .
"Vrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooooooom," my dad says as we drive.
That's something he used to say when I was little.
He turns his head to me and smiles.
"Vrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooooooom," I say and then sing, "Off we go into the wild blue yonder."
It's part of a song that my dad used to sing to me when I was little . . . . when he used to lift me up over his head and I'd pretend that I was an airplane.
We both sing it together.
It's something that is ours . . . . to remember and to do now.
We finish singing.
My dad asks, "When we get to the mall, where should I park? Where are you all going to get your ears pierced?"
I bite my lip.
I, Amber Brown, never found out where Brandi and Kelly are going.
I close my eyes and try to figure out how to handle this.
Maybe I should tell him the truth now.
If I do, I'll probably be the only fourth-grade girl in the world who doesn't have pierced ears.
If I don't, I'll have pierced ears and one angry mom . . . and probably one angry dad . . . . but in this case, one plus one equals two . . . . two pierced ears.
I, Amber Brown, decide to go for it. "They're getting them done at Jamison's Jewelry Store . . . . but because they didn't think I could go, they may have already gotten them done. . . . If they're not there, do you think I should wait?"
I hope that he says the word that I want to hear.
Instead, as he parks the car, he says, "Amber, are they really getting their ears pierced?"
"I promise," I say and wait for him to ask what Mom thinks.
He doesn't ask.
He nods. "Then you can get yours done. I trust you."
Something tells me that I am going to feel really bad about what I am going to do, but I would feel worse if my ears don't get pierced.
I, Amber Brown, am going to get my ears pierced.
I'm very excited . . . . . and very nervous . . . and not just because my ears are going to get pierced.

(Copyright ? 1999 by Paula Danziger. Published by G. P. Putnam's Sons. All rights reserved)

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