TITLE: Tobias Newt Tilton - First Campout
GENRE: Early Chapter Book
This is me. Tobias Newt Tilton. I was named after my mother’s grandfather. I wonder if he ever wanted to be called something different. Well, at least it has good initials. T.N.T.
That means dynamite.
Last year, in first grade, I tried to get people to call me dynamite instead of just Toby. It didn’t work. They said it didn’t quite fit. Whatever that means. My teacher wouldn’t call me dynamite. My best friend, Allen, didn’t want to but he did it anyway. For a few days. My older brother Gage didn’t stop laughing for two days when I asked him.
“Dynamite? You want to be called Dynamite? Even when you have gas, you aren’t explosive. How about I call you Mighty Mite instead?”
I just don’t get it. I think that dynamite fits me just fine. I can be explosive. If I want to be.
Even though everybody still calls me Toby and not dynamite, it’s still my favorite word. I sometimes yell it out when somethin good happens.
This is me at Cub Scouts. My mom signed me up during the summer. This was our first pack meeting of the fall.
“Wolves. Listen up,” Scout Leader Wayne told us. “This is important.”
I listen real hard because I’m a Wolf. You’re a Wolf when you start second grade. You’re a Tiger when you’re in first grade. I just started second grade so I’m a Wolf.