- Darlene Foster
- September 1, 2019
- Middle Grade Fiction – Travel | 128pp
- Trade Paper 978-1-77168-171-1 $9.99
- Ebook 978-1-77168-172-8 $4.99
Amanda in Holland
Amanda is in Holland to see the tulips with her best friend, Leah. They travel the canals of Amsterdam, visit Anne Frank House, check out windmills, tour a wooden shoe factory, and take many pictures of the amazing flowers of Keukenhof Gardens. She is keen to find out what happened to her great uncle who never returned from WWII and was declared missing in action. What she doesn’t expect to find and fall in love with is Joey, an abandoned puppy. While trying to find a home for him, she meets Jan, a Dutch boy who offers to help, a suspicious gardener, a strange woman on a bicycle, and an overprotective goose named Gerald.
Follow Amanda around the charming country of Holland, filled with colourful tulips, windmills, and more bicycles than she could have imagined. Once again, intrepid traveller Amanda encounters danger and intrigue as she tries to solve more than one mystery in a foreign country.
Amanda Ross adjusted her glasses and peered up at the tall colourful houses as she stepped off the curb. The scalloped roofs pierced the sky, making her feel shorter than usual. She didn´t notice the bicycle until it was too late.
The woman cyclist swerved to miss her. The bike clattered against the railing. An avalanche of vibrant tulips tumbled from the basket, landing at Amanda´s feet.
“Dombo!” shouted the woman.
“I’m so sorry.” Amanda dropped to her knees and frantically picked up flowers. She held up a white one with red stripes. “This one is so pretty.”
“It is called the Canadian tulip. It was created for the one hundred and fiftieth anniversary of Canada.”
“Really? I´m from Canada.”
“That is very nice, but you really must watch when you cross the street here in Amsterdam. There are many bicycles.”
“I am so sorry about that. I´ll be more watchful from now on.” Amanda lowered a large handful of colourful tulips in the basket attached to the front of the woman’s bike. Something moved at the bottom of the basket.
Before she could see what it was, the woman quickly covered it with tulips. She shoved a Canadian tulip under her nose. “Here, you can have this one.” She got on her bicycle and skilfully made her way through the throng of pedestrians and other bikes on the bridge that crossed a canal.
“Are you OK?” Leah ran up to Amanda. “We should have warned you about the bicycles.”
“Maybe you should stick closer to us.” Leah’s dad noticed the flower in Amanda´s hand. “What have you there?”
“A Canadian tulip. The woman who almost ran me over gave it to me.”
Leah pointed. “Hey, there is the Dutch PannenkoekenHouse I told you about. Let´s get something to eat. I´m starved.”
This time Amanda looked both ways before crossing the street.