Tiger Takes the Big Apple
In Book 4 of the Project Earth-mend Series, Earth is under threat by starships from a distant galaxy sent to destroy humanity before its pollution can spread to other planets.
Mick of the Min-Min is in fact Commander of the Abell 2218 strike force. Vanquished by the Kangaroo at the end of Tiger Tames the Min Min, Mick and his robots retreat to the outer reaches of the solar system to plan a new all-out assault on Earth.
Tiger the Cat, Wanda the Blue Tongue, Number 12 the racing camel and Syd the dizzy crow team up with Prince, Eudora and Tark, extraterrestrials in disguise, and other species – as well as President Obama and Madonna to head off the confrontation over the skies of New York City (the Big Apple).
On their way to New York, they sign up other species to Project Earth-mend like polar bears, timber wolves, beavers, bats, and even the national emblem of the USA, the Bald Eagle.
Before the battle, the Team makes their case at United Nations for unity among all living beings, but will it be too late to defend the planet? Will we pay the ultimate price for ignoring Climate Change?
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Tiger Takes the Big Apple is the fourth book in the Project Earth-mend Series by David Reiter. Once again the adventurous Crew consisting of native Australian animals (the blue-tongue lizard and the crow) and introduced species (the cat and camel) team up with Tark the shape-shifting extra terrestrial in the form of a frog, to combat The Great Danger threatening planet Earth.
Mick, the robot Commander of the Abell 2218 starship fleet and the robot crews are planning to destroy the Earth or at least the humans on it. Their reason is that humans have plundered Earth’s resources choosing wealth and waste over the health of the planet and in the process have caused widespread pollution of the air and water and are also guilty of ignoring climate change. They do not want the planet Earth to influence other planets so their mission is to destroy the humans.
Tark and his Crew set off in their Teleportation Module for the Big Apple (New York) stopping at various destinations along the way. They encounter different species of creatures who live in varying habitats aiming to enlist them to sign up to Project Earth-mend. Not surprisingly they hear that the future of all of the different species they meet (the timber wolves, the bats, beavers, eagles, racoons and rats plus others) is already compromised as a consequence of the humans’ thoughtless plundering of the Earth’s resources and it seems that Mick has already contacted them hoping to gain their support.
Just when the future of planet Earth look lost, Tark and his Crew manage to persuade President Obama and Madonna to address the United Nations Security Council in New York to convince them to pledge that all countries will work together to combat global warming and work towards a sustainable future.
Tiger Takes the Big Apple deals with important environmental issues but its quirky characters, fast-paced action, laugh out loud humour and sci-fi technology ensure that it is always first and foremost a great read suitable for ages 8 to 12.
– Margaret Warner, Buzz Words
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David P Reiter
Dr David P Reiter (pictured here with his son Alexander) is a multi-award winning author and publisher living in Brisbane. He has written 20 fiction, poetry and children's titles, as well as scripts and multimedia. His previous children's books are Real Guns and Bringing Down the Wall, as well as the first three books of the Project Earth-mend Series: The Greenhouse Effect, Global Cooling and Tiger Tames the Min Min, which are well-represented on State Premier's Reading Challenges in Australia.
Project Earth-mend is now a Series of audiobooks read by the author.
David's won the Queensland Premier’s Award and been shortlisted for the Steele Rudd and Adelaide Festival Awards. He’s presented his work to audiences in Australia and overseas and received several grants from the Australia Council and Arts Queensland.
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After the Kangaroo had solidified ever so slightly from his normal holographic state to bid the Crew a farewell that Tiger the cat took to be almost fond, if not teary, before fading into the darkness, it was pitch dark at Uluru save for the pin-pricks of light overhead that were stars, and only stars, or so Tiger hoped.
He felt the fur stiffen on the back of his neck. ‘Do you suppose Mick will be back?’ he asked no one in particular, hoping that anyone who had an answer would chime in.
‘Weren’t you listening?’ snapped Tark, the extra-terrestrial from the Planet Griffon disguised as a frog so as not to call too much attention to himself. ‘I already answered that question!’
‘Yes,’ sniffed Tiger. ‘But I hoped if I asked again that I’d like the answer more this time!’
Wanda the Blue-tongue Lizard stuck out her tongue, more to test the night air, than to make fun of Tiger’s twitchy question. ‘It would have been fair enough to ask again,’ she said, ‘if you hadn’t had the first answer less than two minutes ago!’
Number 12, the now-almost-completely-retired-racing-camel, rapped each of his left hooves in turn against its right number to free it from a clog of sand before clearing his throat to speak. ‘While it’s true Tiger just asked the question, he did it at the end of Tiger Tames the Min Min, which for us may have been five minutes ago, but this is a new story entirely, and I believe that it took its author quite some months to write.’
‘You don’t know that,’ piped in Syd the crow. ‘It might end up very much the same story, or no story at all if the writer doesn’t get a move on.’
‘Writer?’ Tark demanded. ‘What writer?’
Number 12 snorted. ‘The one who left us standing here in the cold night air for more than a year now pretending that it was five minutes, while he went off to do... other things.’
‘Alexander’s like that,’ Tiger nodded. ‘When he’s working on one of his feature articles, he forgets to eat sometimes. Which is OK, except when he forgets to feed me.’
‘Well, you’ll have plenty of time to remind him,’ said Tark, ‘when we get back to base.’
‘Oh, goody,’ cried Tiger. ‘You mean we can go home at last?’
‘I reckon we’ve earned some R & R,’ said Tark. ‘Besides, Prince and Eudora will want a full update on Mick and his nasty starships. Before they tell us where we’re going next.’
Number 12 anticipated Tiger’s question. ‘Rest and relaxation – that’s R & R. What I was planning to get lots of, before you detoured me out of retirement!’
‘Count this lizard out!’ snapped Wanda. ‘First you drag us up the east coast of Australia to the pointy Top End of Queensland. Then across the Simpson Desert to Uluru. With just a slight change of pace to plug that burst oil well. Ducking Min Min Lights all the way. I do believe that I’ve served my time!’
‘And done it very well,’ Tark said, pouring it on like thickened cream. ‘Where would we have been without Judge Wanda?’
‘Oh, go on,’ Wanda said, her skin going ever so slightly sunset red despite its stubborn greenish black. ‘Any native creature would have done the same in my place!’
‘You can never take a compliment,’ tittered Syd. ‘But if you’ve got a better offer than saving the Earth and our fellow creatures, Wanda, just say so. I’m sure there are others who’ll gladly take your place!’
Wanda eyed Syd. ‘Once a scavenger, always a scavenger. I suppose I’ll have to see it through – if only to keep you in line.’
Syd winked at Tiger. ‘That’s settled, then. Though Judge Syd could have a nice ring about it!’
‘What about you?’ Tark asked Number 12. ‘Are you game for the next phase of Project Earth-mend?’
Number 12 managed a smile as much as any camel – ex-racing or otherwise – could. ‘My race against the emus brought it all back – the thrill. I can’t see myself moping around a paddock all day, flicking away blowflies day in and day out. Sign me up!’
‘And I’m certainly keen!’ Tiger chimed in. ‘After all, what’s an adventure without a leader?’
‘Excuse me, Earthling,’ Tark snapped, stretching his magic toe. ‘Who’s in charge here?’
Tiger gulped, eying Tark’s toe, which was already glowing an eerie green with just a hint of blood red in it. ‘Um, I meant to say deputy leader.’
‘Of course you did,’ Tark said, more kindly, while his toe faded back to its normal frog-like hue. ‘Now we must all teleport back to the Sacred Pool for further instructions.’
‘The Sacred Pool?’ said Number 12. ‘Is that some kind of oasis?’
Wanda laughed. ‘It’s in Canberra, the watering hole for most of Australia’s politicians!’
‘Oh,’ said Number 12, deflated. ‘I’ve never met a politician before. But I hear you can’t trust them as far as you can buck them.’
‘That’s not entirely true,’ said Tiger. ‘The previous Prime Minister was rather fond of Myrtle’s Greenhouse Ginger Cheesecake, so it was a snap to sign him up for Project Earth-mend. He’s still onside, but I don’t know about the one we have now.’
Wanda shook her head. ‘Myrtle will take care of him, or her, if it ever comes to that again. Wait and see!’
‘We won’t have to wait long,’ Tark said, tilting his head toward the sky as if a transmission was coming in. ‘Prince wants us to report back, pronto.’
‘But Canberra’s days away from here,’ sighed Number 12. ‘Even if we keep up a steady trot. And do the politicians even allow camels there?’
‘Of course they do,’ said Wanda, sounding very much like Judge Wanda again. ‘If not, I’ll have the law changed!’
‘T-thanks,’ said Number 12. ‘I suppose I could take a bath in tea-tree oil, or something.’
Tiger had never heard of tea-trees, let alone their oil. It sounded rather disgusting if it had to be licked off afterwards.
‘Walking is so twentieth century,’ Syd said. ‘Even if we went as the crow flies – meaning me – it still would take more than a day to get there.’
‘Have finger, will travel,’ Tark reminded them. ‘Ready for teleportation?’