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conversations.value: What is a description for a book titled Thumb and the Bad Guys about Susan, Weatherly, Thumb with the genre: Children's Books, Growing Up & Facts of Life? Start with the sentence 'Grade 35Thumb and Susan are back in another tale set in British Columbia'.
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conversations.value: Grade 35Thumb and Susan are back in another tale set in British Columbia. Their remote fishing village has no roads, and the weekly supply plane brings them their only form of entertainment: three movies, ice cream, and popcorn. The latest movie stimulates Thumb's overactive imagination comes up with the notion that even small towns can have "bad guys," and the two friends set out to spy on their neighbors. To their surprise, they unearth secrets and mysterious people. A new teacher, Ms. Weatherly, who wears a wig and tons of makeup, becomes an instant suspect in the puzzling events of the village. Fisherman Kirk McKenna arouses suspicion when he is seen sneaking around at night behind a waterfall where a hidden shed is found. When Ms. Weatherly helps the students solve the mystery of an 18th-century cannonball found on the beach, her students learn the real reasons behind her peculiar appearance. Thumb and Susan get the tables turned on them when the townspeople realize that they are the ones sneaking around and plan a surprise ambush. Franson's black-and-white graphic-style illustrations enhance the suspense. With its blend of creepiness, mystery, and humor, this story will be eagerly welcomed by fans of Thumb and Susan, but it stands alone. Michele Shaw, Quail Run Elementary School, San Ramon, CA END
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the first four paragraphs for this book?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Thumb and the Bad Guys
  I glanced out the window beside the blackboard. Five fishing boats rested next to the dock. Men were loading nets and supplies. One of the five boats belonged to Kirk McKenna.
  We watched him untie the back line on his boat and toss it on deck. Then he untied the front line and, holding it, jumped on board. He fired his engines and slowly made his way toward the narrow mouth of the bay.
  We both ran up to the spot just below the pond where Kirk McKenna had bent over and erased a footprint.
  I crouched down like I'd seen trackers do in Western movies and ran my hands over the dirt. I had no idea what I was trying so hard to find.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Susan was the best stone skipper in the village. She might have been the best stone skipper in the world. She'd had enough practice. She had a large bay and an entire beach filled with flat skipping stones.
  I slowly walked over and watched her pick up a few more stones and sidearm them across the surface of the water.
  Susan just stared at me, waiting for me to figure out something she obviously knew but I was too stupid to even consider.
  Susan shrugged and tossed another stone. We both watched it skip and both silently counted to ourselves. Eight.
  She was puffing pretty hard by the time we reached the pond. I tried not to look at the waterfall and the stream that led out of the pond, but I did glance. It seemed almost impossible for me to have missed seeing how you could get to the other side.
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conversations.value: Reverse the sentences.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: It seemed almost impossible for me to have missed seeing how you could get to the other side.. I tried not to look at the waterfall and the stream that led out of the pond, but I did glance.
  She was puffing pretty hard by the time we reached the pond. Eight. We both watched it skip and both silently counted to ourselves.
  Susan shrugged and tossed another stone.
  Susan just stared at me, waiting for me to figure out something she obviously knew but I was too stupid to even consider.
  I slowly walked over and watched her pick up a few more stones and sidearm them across the surface of the water. She had a large bay and an entire beach filled with flat skipping stones. She'd had enough practice. She might have been the best stone skipper in the world.Susan was the best stone skipper in the village
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the last five paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Ms. Weatherly stopped screaming and looked back at Big Charlie. She glanced at her hands, each of which was full of blonde ringlets.
  Ms. Weatherly looked at me and then at the curls in her hand, mystified. I knew she wouldn't stay mystified for much longer, a few seconds at most.
  For the first time, I was ashamed of being Thumb. Ms. Weatherly had done something good for the whole village and we ruined it by embarrassing her. I felt like a groom at a wedding who decides to wear one of those bow ties that lights up and twirls.
  People clapped and cheered more loudly than they had when she'd merely been introduced as a teacher who'd discovered something amazing.
  Ms. Weatherly smiled, and I knew that she'd be our teacher for the rest of that year and for years to come and that, after she finally retired, she would stay.