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Flushed Away Water Park
Field Trip Edition
Book #8 of The Very Worst Ever
By Andy Nonamus
Illustrated by Amy Jindra
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About The Book
A very unlucky kid splashes into a field trip at the water park in the eighth book in The Very Worst Ever chapter book series!
[REDACTED] and his friends can’t wait for a fun day at PP Pools. It gets them out of school and the exciting destination is home to the Whirlpool—the longest, twistiest waterslide around! But when the gang arrives, they don’t find sparkling pools and animal-shaped floaties. Instead, they’re in for a day of murky pools, unfinished rides, and a silly pool-owner who believes mermaids live in his park. Is their field trip totally sunk?
With easy-to-read language and illustrations on almost every page, The Very Worst Ever chapter books are perfect for emerging readers.
[REDACTED] and his friends can’t wait for a fun day at PP Pools. It gets them out of school and the exciting destination is home to the Whirlpool—the longest, twistiest waterslide around! But when the gang arrives, they don’t find sparkling pools and animal-shaped floaties. Instead, they’re in for a day of murky pools, unfinished rides, and a silly pool-owner who believes mermaids live in his park. Is their field trip totally sunk?
With easy-to-read language and illustrations on almost every page, The Very Worst Ever chapter books are perfect for emerging readers.
Excerpt
1 SCHOOL DAY, P. P. POOL DAY
Have you ever wondered what makes a school bus full of kids smoosh their faces against the window like fish in a way-too-crowded fish tank?
Well, here is the answer: a field trip to the water park.
“LOOK!” I cackled into the glass. “WE’RE HERE. WE’RE FINALLY HERE.”
Hey—I’m just like any other kid. There’s no need to play it cool when it’s field-trip day.
I peeled my face off the window and bounced in my cracked, old, sticky bus seat with purple goo oozing out of it.
I didn’t care what that goo was. I didn’t even care why one of my best pals, Jake Gold, was smelling it.
See, this field trip was special. Why? Because we were going to a pool instead of to school. And what do you learn in a pool? NOTHING! I don’t even think studying is allowed in pools!
All you do is float and chill. And you can bet that I was ready for that.
As soon as the school bus door opened, we all spilled out.
A magical sign with a waving mermaid welcomed us. It read:
And beyond the sign was a world of waterslides, pools, and a lazy river that was so lazy, it helped even the most worried kids mellow out and go with the flow.
“Are you ready to shred some awesome waves in there?” asked Jake.
By “shred,” Jake meant hop on a surfboard in the tidal wave pool.
By “awesome,” Jake meant fun for him and too scary for me. Because I am not like Jake. Hmm, come to think of it, maybe no one is like Jake.
See, Jake loves sports and thinks that everyone else in the world loves sports as much as he does. And don’t get me wrong. I like sports. But Jake loves sports the way I love candy… which, as my mom likes to say, is too much.
So while Jake was ready to rip it up, I was ready to float it down… in the lazy river.
But still I replied, “Yeah, sure.”
Then an odd sight stepped in front of us.
It was Mr. Hughes, our teacher. He was wearing what he called a very special outfit for today.
It was a scuba suit with a mermaid-tail floatie wrapped around his belly.
Normally, this would be weird, but in my world… weird is very normal.
“Greetings, my school of fishy fishies!” Mr. Hughes called out. “Who is ready for an excellent day at the wet and wild P. P. Pools?”
Oh, he didn’t have to ask twice.
Every student started chanting: “P. P. Pools! P. P. Pools! P. P. Pools!”
“Fin-tastic!” said Mr. Hughes. “Please swim carefully this way as we get our tickets and dip our toes into excitement.”
As I followed the others, I heard the sound of screams above me. I looked up to see the loops, drops, and monster-splash plops from kids on the waterslides that stretched high into the air.
Gulp.
I didn’t even want to dip my pinky toe down one of those rides.
Have you ever wondered what makes a school bus full of kids smoosh their faces against the window like fish in a way-too-crowded fish tank?
Well, here is the answer: a field trip to the water park.
“LOOK!” I cackled into the glass. “WE’RE HERE. WE’RE FINALLY HERE.”
Hey—I’m just like any other kid. There’s no need to play it cool when it’s field-trip day.
I peeled my face off the window and bounced in my cracked, old, sticky bus seat with purple goo oozing out of it.
I didn’t care what that goo was. I didn’t even care why one of my best pals, Jake Gold, was smelling it.
See, this field trip was special. Why? Because we were going to a pool instead of to school. And what do you learn in a pool? NOTHING! I don’t even think studying is allowed in pools!
All you do is float and chill. And you can bet that I was ready for that.
As soon as the school bus door opened, we all spilled out.
A magical sign with a waving mermaid welcomed us. It read:
And beyond the sign was a world of waterslides, pools, and a lazy river that was so lazy, it helped even the most worried kids mellow out and go with the flow.
“Are you ready to shred some awesome waves in there?” asked Jake.
By “shred,” Jake meant hop on a surfboard in the tidal wave pool.
By “awesome,” Jake meant fun for him and too scary for me. Because I am not like Jake. Hmm, come to think of it, maybe no one is like Jake.
See, Jake loves sports and thinks that everyone else in the world loves sports as much as he does. And don’t get me wrong. I like sports. But Jake loves sports the way I love candy… which, as my mom likes to say, is too much.
So while Jake was ready to rip it up, I was ready to float it down… in the lazy river.
But still I replied, “Yeah, sure.”
Then an odd sight stepped in front of us.
It was Mr. Hughes, our teacher. He was wearing what he called a very special outfit for today.
It was a scuba suit with a mermaid-tail floatie wrapped around his belly.
Normally, this would be weird, but in my world… weird is very normal.
“Greetings, my school of fishy fishies!” Mr. Hughes called out. “Who is ready for an excellent day at the wet and wild P. P. Pools?”
Oh, he didn’t have to ask twice.
Every student started chanting: “P. P. Pools! P. P. Pools! P. P. Pools!”
“Fin-tastic!” said Mr. Hughes. “Please swim carefully this way as we get our tickets and dip our toes into excitement.”
As I followed the others, I heard the sound of screams above me. I looked up to see the loops, drops, and monster-splash plops from kids on the waterslides that stretched high into the air.
Gulp.
I didn’t even want to dip my pinky toe down one of those rides.
About The Illustrator
Amy Jindra is a Cleveland, Ohio, native with a passion for illustration. Ever since she can remember, she has been drawing everything and anything. She enjoys developing characters and scenes that tell a story, create a connection, and warm the heart. Amy is fueled and inspired by the arts, family and friends, and good sushi.
Product Details
- Publisher: Little Simon (May 20, 2025)
- Length: 128 pages
- ISBN13: 9781665973540
- Grades: K - 4
- Ages: 5 - 9
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