Henry and the Clubhouse

by Beverly Cleary Narrated by Neil Patrick Harris

Overview

Fiery Ramona Quimby and the well-meaning Henry Huggins may clash, but in this delightful and hilarious novel by Newbery Medal-winning author Beverly Cleary, it's an unlikely compromise that wins the day.

Henry and his friends are building a no-girls-allowed clubhouse. With a private space of their own, and a top-secret password required for entry, the boys are relieved to finally have a hang-out spot they don't have to share.

But Henry's about to find out that nothing-not even a sign-will keep gutsy Ramona*out of their clubhouse...and her retaliation may just ruin Henry's newspaper career.

Don't miss the beloved classic Henry Huggins books from Beverly Cleary. These are truly timeless classics that stand the test of time and still leave readers 7-13 smiling.

Editorial Reviews

DEC 06/ JAN 07 - AudioFile

Neil Patrick Harris (who played Doogie Howser) narrates this old favorite in a well-modulated, expressive voice with spot-on pacing. While he has Henry down pat, some of his other characterizations miss the mark. Beezus sometimes sounds like a middle-aged woman, and Ramona mostly sounds like an old man who has smoked too many cigarettes. Cleary’s books have endured because she thoroughly understands how children experience the world, and she writes with a ticklish humor that never condescends. Henry builds a clubhouse, tackles a paper route, and tries to survive the ever pestering Ramona. In the end, to his amazement, it’s Ramona who helps him reach his most important goals. An interview with the author is a perfect finish to this audiobook. E.S. © AudioFile 2006, Portland, Maine

Association of Children's Librarians

Hooray for Henry Huggins- and Beverly Cleary! Hilarious, true to life, and just great!

From the Publisher

Hooray for Henry Huggins- and Beverly Cleary! Hilarious, true to life, and just great!” — Association of Children's Librarians

“Beverly Cleary does it again. Recommended, of course.” — School Library Journal

“Henry’s adventures in building a clubhouse and delivering the Journal to the 43 customers on his paper route are believable, funny, and easy to read.” — Chicago Tribune

Chicago Tribune

Henry’s adventures in building a clubhouse and delivering the Journal to the 43 customers on his paper route are believable, funny, and easy to read.

Chicago Tribune

Henry’s adventures in building a clubhouse and delivering the Journal to the 43 customers on his paper route are believable, funny, and easy to read.

DEC 06/JAN 07 - AudioFile

Neil Patrick Harris (who played Doogie Howser) narrates this old favorite in a well-modulated, expressive voice with spot-on pacing. While he has Henry down pat, some of his other characterizations miss the mark. Beezus sometimes sounds like a middle-aged woman, and Ramona mostly sounds like an old man who has smoked too many cigarettes. Cleary’s books have endured because she thoroughly understands how children experience the world, and she writes with a ticklish humor that never condescends. Henry builds a clubhouse, tackles a paper route, and tries to survive the ever pestering Ramona. In the end, to his amazement, it’s Ramona who helps him reach his most important goals. An interview with the author is a perfect finish to this audiobook. E.S. © AudioFile 2006, Portland, Maine

Product Details

BN ID:	2940169979534
Publisher:	HarperCollins
Publication date:	07/01/2006
Series:	Henry Huggins Series , #5
Edition description:	Unabridged
Sales rank:	1,107,560
Age Range:	5 - 8 Years

Read an Excerpt

Chapter One

Henry Goes for a Ride

Henry Huggins had a lot of good ideas that fall when he first had his paper route, but somehow his ideas had a way of not turning out as he had planned. Something always went wrong.

There was, for example, that Saturday afternoon in October, when Henry found himself with nothing to do until it was time to start delivering Journals. Naturally he wandered into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to see what he could find. At the sound of the door opening, his dog Ribsy and his cat Nosy came running in case he should be planning to feed them.

"Henry, you just ate lunch," said Mrs. Huggins, who had washed her son's slacks and was now struggling to shove metal stretchers into the legs. "Can't you find something to do instead of opening the refrigerator every five minutes?"

"I'm thinking, Mom," answered Henry. He was thinking that he would like to build something, some kind of a house. A doghouse, a tree house or a clubhouse. A tree house would be pretty hard, but he was sure he could build a doghouse or a clubhouse. All he needed was lumber and nails.

"Well, think with the refrigerator door shut," suggested Mrs. Huggins with a smile. She had succeeded in stretching Henry's slacks and now she leaned them, tight on their frames, against the sink. "And please find something to do."

"O.K., Mom," said Henry, and walked out the back door in search of something to keep him busy. He considered. He could go over to the Quimbys' house and play checkers with Beezus, a girl whose real name was Beatrice, but her pesty little sister Ramona would probably spoil thegame. He could go see if his friend Murph, who was the smartest boy in the whole school, was building anything interesting in his garage. Or he could try to sell subscriptions to the Journal. That was what he should do, but somehow Henry was not anxious to start ringing strange doorbells. No, what he really wanted to do was build something. He decided to scout around Klickitat Street and see if he could find enough boards for a doghouse. That would be the easiest to build and would not take much lumber.

As Henry walked around the side of his house, he noticed his next-door neighbor's car parked on the driveway with a U-Haul-It trailer attached.Now that was interesting, thought Henry. What was Hector Grumbie going to haul?

The front door of the Grumbies' house opened, and Mr. Grumbie appeared to be coming out backwards. This was even more interesting. Why didn't Mr. Grumbie walk out frontwards? Bit by bit more of his neighbor appeared, and Henry saw that he was tugging at something.

Henry decided he had better investigate. From the Grumbies" front walk he discovered that Mr. Grumbie was pulling and Mrs. Grumbie was pusbing a bathtub out of the house. They were sliding it across the floor on an old blanket.

Mr. Grumbie paused to wipe his forehead. "Whew!" he exclaimed. "These old bathtubs were built like battleships."

"May I help?" Henry asked eagerly. After all, his mother wanted him to find something to do.

"Sure," said Mr. Grumbie. "You can get on the other end and help push."

Henry ran up the steps, and because the bathtub was blocking the door, he climbed into it, out the other side, and joined Mrs. Grumbie in pushing.

Henry was secretly wondering, but was too polite to ask, if the Grumbies were planning to give up bathing. Instead he inquired, "What are you going to do with it?"

"Take it to the dump," answered Mr. Grumbie, " unless you would like to have it. We are remodeling the bathroom and have to get rid of it to make room for the new tub, which will be delivered Monday."

Henry thought it over. There were all sorts of interesting things he could do with a bathtub in his back yard. Wash his dog Ribsy in it, cool off in it himself on a hot day, bob for apples at Halloween. Build a clubhouse around it if he had that much lumber. All sorts of things. A bathtub in the yard would be much more fun than a tub in the bathroom, but Henry was sure his mother would not feel the same way about it.

"No, thank you, Mr. Grumbie," Henry said with regret and then he had a better idea. The new bathtub would come in a crate and perhaps Mr. Grumbie would let him have the boards to build a doghouse.

By that time several neighbors bad come over to the Grumbies' to watch. Even Ribsy had taken an interest and had come down from the Huggins' doormat where he had been napping. Mr. Grumbie tied a rope around the tub and with the help of Henry and the bystanders who hung onto the rope, eased the tub, bump-bump-bump, down the front steps, slid it across the lawn, and then boosted it onto the trailer, where Mr. Grumble tied it securely.

"Want to go for a ride to the dump?" Mr. Grumbie asked Henry.

The dump! Immediately Henry pictured a fascinating jumble of old bathtubs, washing maebines, tires, and baby buggies. There was no telling what he might find at the dump. There might even be some old boards he could bring home.

"Can I ride in the bathtub?" he asked eagerly.

"Sure." Mr. Grumbie was agreeable. "Go ask your mother."

Henry ran to the open kitchen window. "Hey, Mom! Mr. Grumbie wants me to ride to the dump with him. Can I go?"

"All right, Henry." Mrs. Huggins' voice came through the window.

"Come on, Ribsy!" Henry bounded across the lawn and climbed into the bathtub. Ribsy scrambled in behind him.

"All set?" asked Mr. Grumbie, opening the door of his car.

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