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conversations.value: What is a description for a book titled Lost! about Book, School, Museum with the genre: Children's Books, Growing Up & Facts of Life?
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conversations.value: the author has been a passionate artist since the age of two. He studied at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston and began illustrating books for children in 1972. Since then he has created dozens of beloved books, including the celebrated Mole Music , which was a New York Times Book Review Best Illustrated Book of the Year, the bestselling If You Were My Bunny , Edward and the Pirates , Lost! and Drawing Lessons from a Bear. He lives in New Hampshire.
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conversations.value: What is the first five paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: Lost!
  Description: Boston ; New York : Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, [2018] | Series: Survivor diaries | Summary: In an interview with a reporter, eleven-year-old Carter recounts his tale of survival with twelve-year-old Anna in the perilous jungles of Costa Rica. Includes a list of suvival kit items.
  I spun on my barstool and raised my arms out like a California condor. Or maybe a trumpeter swan would be more appropriate. They have the largest body mass of any North American bird.
  Mom scooped her up. "Time for a nap, I think. I'll be right back. I hoped she noticed I had only jumped a tiny bit.
  Anna's family had been there a few days before we arrived, so she felt the need to educate me with all sorts of local legends she'd heard. They weren't even birders; they just came to relax.
  My parents and I were there to see the resplendent quetzal. The Osa Peninsula had four hundred species of birds. Since we'd arrived in Costa Rica, we'd added the summer tanager, social flycatcher, bare-throated tiger-heron, and cinnamon hummingbird to our life lists. And there at the resort we'd seen a chestnut-mandibled toucan, and lots of scarlet macaws. Still no quetzals.
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conversations.value: Add another sentence about headed.
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conversations.value: Lost!
  Description: Boston ; New York : Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, [2018] | Series: Survivor diaries | Summary: In an interview with a reporter, eleven-year-old Carter recounts his tale of survival with twelve-year-old Anna in the perilous jungles of Costa Rica. Includes a list of suvival kit items. 
  I spun on my barstool and raised my arms out like a California condor. Or maybe a trumpeter swan would be more appropriate. They have the largest body mass of any North American bird. 
  Mom scooped her up. "Time for a nap, I think. I'll be right back. " She headed for the stairs. I hoped she noticed I had only jumped a tiny bit. 
  Anna's family had been there a few days before we arrived, so she felt the need to educate me with all sorts of local legends she'd heard. They weren't even birders; they just came to relax. 
  My parents and I were there to see the resplendent quetzal. The Osa Peninsula had four hundred species of birds. Since we'd arrived in Costa Rica, we'd added the summer tanager, social flycatcher, bare-throated tiger-heron, and cinnamon hummingbird to our life lists. And there at the resort we'd seen a chestnut-mandibled toucan, and lots of scarlet macaws. Still no quetzals.
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conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs? End with the sentence '"'.
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conversations.value: Anna hacked at one of the narrow branches of the tree. "It's hollow," she said. "Oh, it's got water in it!" She dropped to the ground, trying to catch the liquid leaking out. She finished cutting the branch and inspected the inside.
  Anna cut, but most of the water trickled out from her hacking. "It leaks when I hit it." She tried getting her mouth underneath to catch it in time, but the water had drained. "We have to drink the creek water. I'm so thirsty."
  We stared at the pile. I expected it to burst into flame any minute the way I'd seen it happen on YouTube. But the smoke fizzled away.
  The slurping noises made me even thirstier. I didn't know if the fire would ever work. I really wished I had my lighter from the kit. But it was harder than I thought to start a fire in a rainforest.
  Anna stared at me. "Well, you didn't plan on getting stung by a scorpion, and that turned out okay," she said simply. "No matter how much you plan, you have to be prepared for the unexpected. My dad always says, 'Everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of fear.' " She took another drink. "Didn't you say we should drink so we don't get dehydrated from sweating? You better have some."
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conversations.value: What is the last four paragraphs?
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conversations.value: I pulled out my cell phone to text Mom. I wanted her to tell me this kind of thing happened all the time and not to worry.
  Once we all got used to the idea that we were stuck here, we gathered around Mrs. Sloan, who brought out a cooler from the trailer. I realized I didn't need my pack, so I went back to stash it in the van. Just before I opened the door, I spied the top of Martin's head through the window. Why was he hiding in the van?
  TERRY LYNN JOHNSON has lived in northern Ontario, Canada, for more than forty years. She was the owner and operator of a dogsledding business with eighteen huskies. She guided overnight trips and taught winter survival. During the school year, she taught dogsledding at an outdoor school near Thunder Bay, Ontario.
  She currently works as a conservation officer with the Ontario Ministry of Natural Resources and Forestry. Before becoming a conservation officer, she worked for twelve years as a canoe ranger warden in Quetico Provincial Park, a large wilderness park in northwestern Ontario.