The Adventures of Sir Gawain the True-9780544022645

The Adventures of Sir Gawain the True

by Gerald Morris and Aaron Renier
$6.99
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Authurian tradition jousts on with the adventures of Sir Gawain in this hilarious third installment to the Knights’s Tales chapter book series.


  • Format: Paperback
  • ISBN-13/EAN: 9780544022645
  • ISBN-10: 0544022645
  • Pages: 128
  • Publication Date: 03/05/2013
  • Carton Quantity: 24

About the book

"Enhanced by Renier's lighthearted medieval scenes . . . Morris's yarn weaves clever turns, knightly violence and chivalric (i.e., human) values in action into an ingeniously integrated retelling of Gawain and the Green Knight."—Kirkus Reviews, starred review

In the third installment in the Knights' Tales series, Gerald Morris tells the laugh-out-loud tale of King Arthur's most celebrated knight, and nephew, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. With lively illustrations by Aaron Renier, Morris creates a captivating and comical medieval world that teems with humor and wonder.

 

 

About the author
Gerald Morris

When Gerald Morris was in fifth grade he loved Greek and Norse mythology and before long was retelling the stories to his younger sister and then to neighborhood kids. He began carrying a notebook in which he kept some of the details related to the different stories. The joy he found in retelling those myths continued when he discovered other stories. According to Gerald Morris, “I never lost my love of retelling the old stories. When I found Arthurian literature, years later, I knew at once that I wanted to retell those grand tales. So I pulled out my notebook . . . I retell the tales, peopling them with characters that I at least find easier to recognize, and let the magic of the Arthurian tradition go where it will.” Gerald Morris lives in Wausau, Wisconsin, with his wife and their three children. In addition to writing he serves as a minister in a church.

Aaron Renier

Aaron Renier was born and raised in Green Bay, Wisconsin, and attended art school in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. He's drawn comics as far back as he can remember. He lives in Chicago, where he has found a very vibrant and supportive community of cartoonists. Renier is the recipient of the Will Eisner Comic Industry Award for Talent Deserving Wider Recognition, and received a nomination for best Children's Album in 2005.

Excerpts

Chapter 1

Sir Gawain the Undefeated

Now, everyone who knows anything at all about

knights knows that they used to dress in metal

suits and bash each other off their horses with

pointy sticks called lances. This only makes sense,

of course. Anyone who happened to have a metal

suit, a horse, and a pointy stick would do the same.

 Some may have also heard that knights fought

dragons as well, often to rescue damsels. (Damsels

are what they used to call women. Don’t ask why;

they just did.) This is less sensible, because—Well,

really now! What would a dragon want with a

damsel? Still, if a dragon did for some reason

make off with one, then it would be perfectly reasonable

for a knight to rescue her.

 But what many do not realize is that, at least in

King Arthur’s court, knights were also expected to

be courteous and respectful. The king was very

clear about this: He wanted no bullies at his

Round Table. In fact, he said that courtesy was

even more important than wearing metal suits

and bashing people from horses. Not surprisingly,

this notion took a while to sink in. Knights who

had spent their whole lives learning swordsmanship

and pointy-stick-bashing did not always see

how something else could be more important.

Indeed, King Arthur had reigned for several years

before he felt that his knights were starting to get

the idea.

 During those early years, the most celebrated

of King Arthur’s knights was his nephew Sir Gawain.

Sir Gawain had won so many tournaments—

which is what knights called the contests

where they did all that bashing—that he was

called Sir Gawain the Undefeated. One day, as Sir

Gawain the Undefeated was riding through a forest,

he heard a loud scream and a ferocious roar.

Sir Gawain urged his horse forward and soon

came upon a huge black lizard that was holding

a damsel in one scaly, knobby claw.

 “Whatever does a dragon want with a damsel?”

wondered Sir Gawain. The idea seemed absurd to

him as well.

 But Sir Gawain did not have time for philosophical

questions, because at that moment the

dragon roared again, sending a ball of fire into the

air, and the damsel screamed. Sir Gawain

charged. It was a fierce battle, which took quite a

long time, and an onlooker would doubtless have

found it gripping to watch. For some reason,

though, secondhand blow-by-blow accounts of

battles are not nearly so interesting as the things

themselves, so it won’t hurt anything to skip

ahead here. What matters is that when the fight

was over, the dragon lay dead at Sir Gawain’s feet.

 “Hooray!” shouted Sir Gawain triumphantly. “I

won again!”

 “Oh, thank you, Sir Knight!” cried the damsel.

“You saved my life!”

 “Yes, I suppose I did,” agreed Sir Gawain. “By the

way, do you have any idea why the dragon captured

you?”

 “What difference does that make?” the damsel

replied. “He was an evil creature.”

 “Just wondering,” Sir Gawain said.

 “What matters is that you saved me, Sir

Knight,” the damsel repeated.

  “Not Sir Knight,” Sir Gawain corrected. “I’m Sir

Gawain. Sir Gawain the Undefeated.”

 “I’m ever so grateful to you, Sir Gawain.”

 “Yes, I suppose you are,” Sir Gawain replied. He

turned back to the dragon’s corpse and gazed at it

with satisfaction. “It was quite a fight, wasn’t it?

Did you see how the lizard tried to get behind me

but I reversed my lance? A very tricky bit of

lancemanship, let me tell you!”

 “Er, quite,” said the damsel.

 “And how, when it shifted to my weak side, I

tossed my sword to my left hand? Not everyone

can do that, you know.”

 “Very clever of you, I’m sure.” The damsel’s

smile was smaller now. “Sir Gawain, to thank you

for your service, I would like to give you a gift:

this green sash.” The woman began to remove a

gleaming strip of green silk from her waist. “Wear

this as a reminder of your victory, and—”

  “Oh, I shan’t forget this victory,” Sir Gawain said.

 “But this is a special sash. As long as you wear

it—”

 “I really don’t have a place for a sash,” Sir Gawain

said. “Why don’t you keep it?”

 “Oh,” the damsel said. “Well . . . if you wish. But

I want to thank you somehow. Perhaps it would

be enough if I gave you a kiss on the cheek, just

to—”

 “I say!” interrupted Sir Gawain. “You don’t think

that just because I saved your life we’re, you

know, in love or something, do you?”

 “What?”

 “Because a lot of girls might think that, but

really I would have saved any damsel. It didn’t

have to be you. Besides, I’m not looking for a lady

of my own right now.”

 “A lady of your own? ” gasped the damsel. “I never

said—”

 “Nothing personal, of course,” Sir Gawain

said hurriedly. “I’m sure you’ll

make a very nice lady for someone

someday. It’s just that I’m not in the market

for romance at the moment.”

 “Of all the . . . All I wanted to do was

show you my gratitude!”

 Suddenly remembering King Arthur’s

lectures on courtesy, Sir Gawain bowed

and said, “You’re very welcome,” then

turned his horse and rode away. He was

already thinking about how he would tell

the tale of his great victory once he got back to the

Round Table.

 The story was a success. Sir Gawain held the

court spellbound as he recounted his defeat of the

horrible dragon, even during the duller bits when

he described his lancemanship. But when he told

about his conversation with the damsel after the

battle, King Arthur sat up.

 “Do you mean to say, Gawain,” the king asked,

“that the lady tried to give you a token of thanks

and you refused it?”

 “Well, yes.”

 “So then she asked if she could give you one

kiss on the cheek, and you turned that down as

well?”

 “I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea, you

see.”

 “And I gather that you told her your name but

never asked for hers?”

 Sir Gawain blinked. The king was right. He had

no idea who the lady was.

 “And then,” King Arthur concluded, “you rode

away, leaving her alone, on foot, in the forest?”

 For a moment, Sir Gawain was silent. “I didn’t

think about that,” he admitted, frowning. “That

wasn’t . . . wasn’t my best choice, was it?”

 King Arthur shook his head.

 “I did say ‘You’re welcome,’” Sir Gawain said.

“‘Very welcome,’ I think.”

 King Arthur covered his eyes with his hands.

Sometimes in those early days he wondered what

it would take to prove to his knights that courtesy

was as important as courage.

Reviews

"An ingeniously integrated retelling of Gawain and the Green Knight and other episodes from the Arthurian canon. Worthy reading for all budding squires and damsels."—Kirkus Reviews, starred review

The Adventures of Sir Lancelot the Great

"Rejoice, fans of the Squire’s Tales, Morris is finally bringing his terrific recastings of Arthurian legend to a younger audience...More, please."—Kirkus, starred review

"The art catches the tone of the writing in the often-amusing ink drawings. A promising series debut for young readers."—Booklist

"The book's brevity and humor make it accessible to reluctant readers, and it is a fantastic read-aloud."—School Library Journal

"This trim novel, with simple vocabulary and brief, witty chapters, is an ideal fit for early readers...but fans of the legendary characters may find particular delight in this irreverent and unabashedly silly exploration of Arthur's court and his most influential knight."—The Bulletin

The Adventures of Sir Givret the Short

"...sure to please young readers enamored with medieval derring-do."—School Library Journal

 

The Adventures of Sir Gawain The True

"Broad humor, graced with lively language will have readers laughing along with this boisterous Arthurian adventure."—Yellow Brick Road