Read all of Stanley Lambchop’s adventures
by Jeff Brown
Flat Stanley
Stanley and the Magic Lamp
Invisible Stanley
Stanley in Space
Stanley’s Christmas Adventure
Stanley, Flat Again!
And lots of new adventures!
by Sara Pennypacker & Josh Greenhut
Flat Stanley and the Japanese Ninja Surprise
Flat Stanley and the Big Mountain Adventure
Flat Stanley and the Great Egyptian Grave Robbery
Flat Stanley and the Epic Canadian Expedition
Flat Stanley and the Amazing Mexican Secret
Flat Stanley and the African Safari Discovery
The African Safari Discovery First published by HarperCollins in the United States 2010 as The African Safari Discovery First published in Great Britain 2014 by Egmont UK Limited The Yellow Building, 1 Nicholas Road London, W11 4AN
Text copyright 2010 by the Trust u/w/o Richard C. Brown
a/k/a Jeff Brown f/b/o Duncan Brown
Illustrations copyright 2014 by the Trust u/w/o Richard C. Brown
a/k/a Jeff Brown f/b/o Duncan Brown
First e-book edition 2014
ISBN 978 1 4052 7247 6
eISBN 978 1 7803 1504 1
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library
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Cover
Front series promotional page
Title page
Copyright
1. The Search Begins
2. Nairobi
3. Emergency!
4. On Safari
5. Down the River
6. Dr Livingston Fallows
7. The Flat Skull
8. A Souvenir
Back series promotional page
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Stanley Lambchop was flattened against the wall outside the kitchen. He knew it was impolite to eavesdrop, but his mother sounded upset. And she was talking about him .
‘I’m worried about Stanley,’ Harriet Lambchop was saying to her husband, George. ‘What if he’s flat for the rest of his life? You know how difficult things can be for someone who’s special.’
Stanley thought of the morning, not long ago, when he awoke to find that the bulletin board over his bed had fallen on him during the night. Ever since, he’d been only half an inch thick. With his new shape, Stanley could do all sorts of things most people couldn’t do, such as travel via airmail. But his mother was right. Just yesterday, someone at school had called him ‘Boardbrains’.
‘I’m sure everything will be fine, dear,’ Mr Lambchop said. ‘Just because Stanley has gone flat –’
‘Become flat,’ Mrs Lambchop said. ‘Stanley hasn’t gone flat, George. He’s become flat. You know how improper grammar makes me –’ She was overcome with emotion.
Stanley peeled himself off the wall and trudged down the hall. He felt like being alone.
A moment later, he was flat on his back beneath the couch in the living room. It may have been too low to the ground for the vacuum cleaner, but it wasn’t too low for Stanley . . . or for how he felt.
Stanley should have been excited to find all the things that he and his little brother, Arthur, had lost under the couch. There was a dusty origami ninja star, which Stanley had made after travelling by mail to meet the boys’ idol, the martial arts star Oda Nobu, in Japan. There was a hockey puck from a professional game in Canada where Stanley had recently slid across the ice. There was a yellow race car that Arthur liked to run down Stanley’s body like a giant ramp.
Stanley didn’t want to be flat forever. He imagined how lonely he would be if he were the only flat person he knew for as long as he lived.
The doorbell rang. Stanley heard his father answer it.
‘Mr Dart!’ Mr Lambchop said.
Mr O. Jay Dart was the director of the Famous Museum and the Lambchops’ neighbour. Stanley had helped him foil some sneak thieves once; he’d had to dress up like a shepherdess in a white dress and a curly wig and pretend to be in a painting. It was humiliating.
‘Good morning, George. Have you seen this morning’s paper?’ Mr Dart said as Mr Lambchop led him into the kitchen.
A minute later, Stanley’s father called, ‘Stanley!’
Oh, great, thought Stanley. I must be in trouble.
‘Stanley?’ his father shouted again.
Stanley saw Arthur’s sneakers race into the living room. ‘Stanley! Stanley!’
‘Stanley?’ Mrs Lambchop’s grey high-heeled shoes marched past.
‘Stanley! Stanley? Stanley! Stanley!’
Shoes paraded before Stanley’s eyes. Doors opened and closed in other rooms. His family and Mr Dart were looking everywhere for him.
‘Where could that boy be?’ Mrs Lambchop returned to the living room, her toe tapping the carpet anxiously.
‘You’re sure he didn’t go out?’ Mr Dart’s brown loafers asked.
‘Maybe he saw it already,’ wondered Arthur’s sneakers.
Stanley slid his head out from under the couch and looked up at everyone towering over him. ‘Saw what?’
Mr Dart thrust the newspaper in Stanley’s face. ‘Stanley, my boy, they found a flat skull in Africa!’
Stanley read.
Everyone took a seat around the kitchen table.
‘I hereby call this special session of the Lambchop family meeting to order,’ announced Mr Lambchop.
‘Let’s begin by welcoming our esteemed guest,’ said Mrs Lambchop. ‘Mr Dart, would you like a snack?’ She slid a bowl across the table. It was filled with chips sprinkled with the secret ingredient that Stanley had recently retrieved from Mexico.
Stanley stared at his hands. He was thinking that he should go to Africa to see the flat skull. Maybe he wasn’t so alone after all. ‘I want to get mailed to Africa,’ he declared.
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