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The White Fox chronicles
Paulsen, Gary.
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Publication Information:
New York : Delacorte Press, [2000]

Physical Description:
281 pages ; 19 cm
Having been imprisoned when the Confederation of Consolidated Republics, a foreign power, conquered Los Angeles in 2056, fourteen-year-old Cody escapes and endures hardship to become the underground hero the White Fox.
Escape -- Return -- Breakout
Reading Level:
600 Lexile.
Program Information:
Accelerated Reader AR MG 4.8 6.0 44728.

Reading Counts RC 6-8 5.8 11 Quiz: 21763 Guided reading level: T.
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The year is 2057. Endless wars have torn the USA apart and enslaved Americans to the CCR, the Confederation of Consolidated Republics. Growing up in the wasteland of war has made 14-year-old Cody Pierce wise in survival skills, and now he's the White Fox, rebel leader of the children's barracks in a CCR prison camp. Once he escapes, life with the underground teaches him new skills in weaponry and strategy as he plays cat-and-mouse with the CCR. Every day brings him closer to capture, as well as to his goal: to return and liberate the children he left behind.

Author Notes

Gary Paulsen was born on May 17, 1939 in Minnesota. He was working as a satellite technician for an aerospace firm in California when he realized he wanted to be a writer. He left his job and spent the next year in Hollywood as a magazine proofreader. His first book, Special War, was published in 1966. He has written more than 175 books for young adults including Brian's Winter, Winterkill, Harris and Me, Woodsong, Winterdance, The Transall Saga, Soldier's Heart, This Side of Wild, and Guts: The True Stories Behind Hatchet and the Brian Books. Hatchet, Dogsong, and The Winter Room are Newbery Honor Books. He was the recipient of the 1997 Margaret A. Edwards Award for his lifetime achievement in writing for young adults.

(Bowker Author Biography)

Reviews 3

Booklist Review

Gr. 6^-9. Paulsen offers a bloody, militaristic fantasy in this trio of futuristic adventures set in 2057. The star is the seemingly indestructible Cody Pierce, a.k.a. White Fox--a sort of blond, teenage Mad Max, hell-bent on fighting the Confederation of Consolidated Republics (CCR), which has taken over the U.S. While breaking out of a concentration camp (the CCR has interned a majority of U.S. citizens), Cody helps liberate a rebel major from the U.S. army. Instead of savoring his own freedom, however, Cody vows to go back to the CCR camp and rescue other prisoners, particularly the children, and after a bloody, circuitous route, he accomplishes his goal. This is essentially a war story, and the expected violence is graphic--Cody himself is a killer--but children who are looking for a summer blockbuster in a book will find the same nonstop action, clipped, cartoonish dialogue, and stereotypic, action-figure characters as they can see on the screen. A good choice for reluctant readers not put off by rough stuff. --Gillian Engberg

Publisher's Weekly Review

Plotted much like a shoot-'em-up computer game, this often violent adventure shows the Newbery Honor author at his least literary. It is 2057, and the Confederation of Consolidated Republics (CCR) has decimated the United States (America's downfall, readers learn, has been precipitated by military cutbacks and the elimination of the CIA). The eponymous White Fox is Cody Pierce, a 14-year-old whose intelligence, ability to master military skills and sheer endurance would make him the envy of even a comic-book superhero (a comparison underscored by the graphics-style cover treatment). Confined to a prison camp and supposedly being indoctrinated in CCR thinking, "in a cleansing experiment much like the one Hitler had tried with the youth of Germany," Cody has actually been hatching an escape plan. When a U.S. pilot from a well-organized resistance unit is captured and brought to the prison, Cody knows he must save her along with himself. The story line hurtles through hairbreadth rescues and encounters with loyal American fighters and bloodcurdlingly evil CCR soldiers as Cody shoots, punches and detonates his way out of the prison camp and back again, to even the score with his former captors. The dialogue is pure B-movie ("What is this foolish patriotism you Americans possess? Why would you be willing to be tortured?") and, as in a B-movie, readers can cheer on the good guys without ever fearing that they might not triumph in the end. Ages 9-14. (June) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

School Library Journal Review

Gr 5-8-Life is bleak for Cody Pierce. The year is 2057 and the United States is a war-torn wasteland. The CCR (Confederation of Consolidated Republics) has taken over the country and forced many citizens into prison camps. Cody is a seemingly model prisoner, able to speak the CCR's language and recite their propaganda, while secretly plotting to escape. He flees in the company of a U.S. army pilot who he hopes will help him locate the military base. As he continues to be hunted by the CCR, his renown as a rebel leader, nicknamed the White Fox, grows by the day. Cody has to decide whom to trust as he attempts his greatest rebellion of all-releasing all the children in his prison camp. There is not a lot of character or world development here, but the action is nonstop in Paulsen's fast-paced story (Delacorte, 2000) as Cody finds himself in one precarious situation after another. His narrow escapes begin to stretch credulity, though, as he is conveniently rescued at the last moment many times along his adventure. Hunter Davis's narration brings listeners straight into the action, and he does a nice job of distinguishing between the characters. Reluctant readers and Paulsen fans will not be disappointed.-Elizabeth Elsbree, Krug Elementary School, Aurora, IL (c) Copyright 2013. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.



Chapter 1 Fourteen-year-old Cody Pierce stopped hoeing the rectangular patch of dirt the camp guards called a vegetable garden. Nothing really edible grew in it anyway and the weeds could wait. Something was up. He could feel it. The tower guards were standing at full attention and those on the ground were edging toward the main buildings. The camp commander, Colonel Sidoron, burst through the door of his office, buttoning the shirt of his green army fatigues. An aide ran along beside him holding up a mirror. Sidoron looked in it quickly, ran his hand through his short black beard and then brushed the aide aside. The lanky white-blond boy in the vegetable garden leaned on his hoe, watching the bustle through gray eyes. A U.S. Army utility vehicle with a CCR flag painted over the white star on the door boiled down the dirt road toward the prison camp. It was followed by a transport truck and another utility vehicle. Two guards ran to open the wooden gates. The three vehicles sped into the compound and stopped in a cloud of dust near the porch, where the commander stood waiting. Sidoron threw out his chest and tried to act the part of a dignified leader as he made his way to the back of the transport truck, but his hurried step gave him away. He barked an order and the tailgate was immediately lowered. A soldier grabbed a small, compact woman by the hair and dragged her out of the back of the truck. Cody could see that she was young and that she was badly wounded. Her long brown hair was matted with dried blood. There was caked blood on her face. One arm hung limply by her side. The commander asked her a question that Cody couldn't make out. Apparently he didn't like her answer. He backhanded the prisoner so hard she fell against the truck. The woman didn't cry out. Instead she slowly rose and faced her attacker in silence. The commander barked another order and the soldiers pushed the prisoner up the steps to the interrogation room. Cody untied the dirty red bandanna from around his forehead, shook his unkempt shoulder-length hair and wiped his grimy face with the back of his hand. He thought about the woman. While he admired her spirit, he knew that it was only a matter of time until they broke her. He'd been in this camp for eighteen months, ever since Los Angeles had fallen in 2056, and he'd seen plenty of hard cases reduced to quivering idiots before the CCR--the Confederation of Consolidated Republics--was through. Still, he'd made it his business to stay on top of things and he wondered what it was about this particular woman that had them all so excited. "Don't get too curious, kid. These guys don't play around.'' Cody shifted his gaze. Luther Swift was carrying a bucket filled with human excrement in each hand. It was his job to dump the makeshift toilets used in the barracks every morning and evening. In between he dug temporary latrines and covered them up again when they were full. Luther was a nuclear scientist. He had been a fairly handsome man until the CCR gouged out his right eye because he refused to reveal the location of a nuclear research laboratory. In the end they got their information. "You know me, Luther,'' Cody said, trying not to move his lips too much. "I mind my own business.'' It was against the rules for prisoners to talk to each other, so Luther walked on. Quietly he muttered, "See to it that you keep it that way. I don't much feel like picking up your pieces today.'' Cody started hoeing again. He thought about his life in the old days before the takeover and wondered if there was anyone he knew still alive on the outside. The CCR had control of more than three-fourths of the United States and its members considered themselves intellectually and physically superior to all Americans. After all, it was their stockpile of nuclear and chemical weapons that made all this possible. By concentrating their efforts into misleading the people of the United States into believing that their motives were harmless, the CCR had been able to buy property and plant spies in strategic places until everything was ready for the takeover. The first missile took out Washington, D.C., and most of Virginia. The President, Congress and the Pentagon simply ceased to exist. Without leadership, the states began to panic and one by one to fall. The United States government had made it easy for them. Years before, the military had been cut back to a mere skeleton of what it had been during the cold war and the CIA had practically been disbanded. Never in their wildest dreams had the country's leaders considered the newly formed nation of the CCR a threat. Bombings and mass murder had wiped out whole cities. Except for small rebel holdouts, the CCR had succeeded in reducing the citizens of what used to be the most powerful nation in the world to little more than slaves of the new republic. Sidoron's prison camp was not unlike hundreds of others across the nation. There were twenty barracks inside the compound. One housed the commander's office and special quarters. The cooks, medical personnel and laundry were behind the office. Two buildings were for the guards, and the rest held prisoners. Most of the inmates were civilians like Luther whom the CCR had left alive because they might have something valuable to contribute to the new world order. Others had been allowed to live to serve as laborers for the cause, but they never seemed to last long. The soldiers were permitted to shoot and torture them at their own discretion. Then there were the children. One whole barracks was devoted to American children of all races. Not that they didn't shoot children too. But a few of the lucky ones were involved in a cleansing experiment much like the one Hitler had tried with the youth of Germany. They had been taken from their parents and forced to attend daily classes designed to brainwash them into the correct attitude about the new government. From the Paperback edition. Excerpted from The White Fox Chronicles by Gary Paulsen All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.