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Hello Hokie Bird!
Follow Hokie Bird around the campus of Virginia Tech in this fun and beautifully illustrated hardcover children's book that was written by a Virginia Tech alumnus. Read along as Hokie Bird stops at some of Virginia Tech's most beloved landmarks - the Duck Pond, Drill Field, Burruss Hall and Newman Library - before arriving at Lane Stadium for a football game. There is even a special appearance by Coach Beamer. A great book for Virginia Tech fans of any age!
24 pages, Hardcover
First published August 1, 2004
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Aimee Aryal
131 books2 followersAimee Aryal Publishes children’s books about the mascots of college and professional sporting teams as the publisher of Mascot Books.
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October 1, 2016
Being a graduate of VPISU I feel obligated to give this a high rating. Luckily I feel like it deserves it. There's no riveting plot, but there isn't supposed to be. Very little adult humor, but there isn't supposed to be any of that either. It's just the Hokie Bird roaming around campus, people saying hi, going to a football game, meeting Frank Beamer, and everybody likes him. The Hokie Bird, not Frank Beamer. Well, everyone likes him, too, but the book ain't about him.
Hokie Bird makes meeting Frank look so easy. He just walks right out on the field in the middle of a game, and does some fan pep rally type stuff I don't remember (probably the hokey pokey), and Frank expresses his support and gratitude. I wasn't able to manage meeting Frank while I was there, but I wasn't a mascot. (In fact, I believe my old alma mater would like to forget I was ever there since I haven't done anything to bring more glory to their name. Nor have I sent them any money. In all fairness, my degree hasn't really played a part in netting me any, but I still root for the team if I see a football or basketball game on, and I'm glad to see the school as a whole doing well. I'm afraid that's the best I can manage.)
Anyway, I never met Frank, but I was at a club with Michael Vick once. (Another person they'd probably like to forget was ever there in spite of the '99 football season). I didn't meet Vick, and really wish he hadn't been at the Warehouse that night because none of the girls would dance with me. They wouldn't dance with anyone but themselves. They all thought Michael Vick was going to dance with them if they remained available (strumpets, the lot of them), but he just sat in the corner, leaning on the wall, drinking his drinks, listening to the DJ spin the hip hop. He was underage and everyone knew it, but I guess when you're 19 and on the cover of Sports Illustrated, you can get away with a lot of things the rest of us would be chucked out for. He left a little while before they turned up the ugly lights, but most of the girls were pouting that they didn't score with the school's top scorer, and I didn't want any part of them anymore anyway, and everyone went home. Really, all I wanted was someone to get down with on the dance floor like most Saturday nights when I went downtown, but nooooo. Mr. star QB's mere presence took care of any dude trying to shake his tootsies that night.
The night life on Main Street in Blacksburg is one thing the Hokie Bird didn't explore, but he did scope out the cadets on the drillfield, swing by Burruss, the Newman library, the Squires Student Center (I think... I've already given the book to the kids, so I can't check), Lane Stadium, and a couple other places.
This is a great book for Hokie graduates with kids they hope will follow in their footsteps when choosing a place to pursue their higher education. It's also fine as an early reader book, (or a book you would read to toddlers), though there's nothing in it that sets it apart from others in that category. The artwork was also good.
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi!
Hokie Bird makes meeting Frank look so easy. He just walks right out on the field in the middle of a game, and does some fan pep rally type stuff I don't remember (probably the hokey pokey), and Frank expresses his support and gratitude. I wasn't able to manage meeting Frank while I was there, but I wasn't a mascot. (In fact, I believe my old alma mater would like to forget I was ever there since I haven't done anything to bring more glory to their name. Nor have I sent them any money. In all fairness, my degree hasn't really played a part in netting me any, but I still root for the team if I see a football or basketball game on, and I'm glad to see the school as a whole doing well. I'm afraid that's the best I can manage.)
Anyway, I never met Frank, but I was at a club with Michael Vick once. (Another person they'd probably like to forget was ever there in spite of the '99 football season). I didn't meet Vick, and really wish he hadn't been at the Warehouse that night because none of the girls would dance with me. They wouldn't dance with anyone but themselves. They all thought Michael Vick was going to dance with them if they remained available (strumpets, the lot of them), but he just sat in the corner, leaning on the wall, drinking his drinks, listening to the DJ spin the hip hop. He was underage and everyone knew it, but I guess when you're 19 and on the cover of Sports Illustrated, you can get away with a lot of things the rest of us would be chucked out for. He left a little while before they turned up the ugly lights, but most of the girls were pouting that they didn't score with the school's top scorer, and I didn't want any part of them anymore anyway, and everyone went home. Really, all I wanted was someone to get down with on the dance floor like most Saturday nights when I went downtown, but nooooo. Mr. star QB's mere presence took care of any dude trying to shake his tootsies that night.
The night life on Main Street in Blacksburg is one thing the Hokie Bird didn't explore, but he did scope out the cadets on the drillfield, swing by Burruss, the Newman library, the Squires Student Center (I think... I've already given the book to the kids, so I can't check), Lane Stadium, and a couple other places.
This is a great book for Hokie graduates with kids they hope will follow in their footsteps when choosing a place to pursue their higher education. It's also fine as an early reader book, (or a book you would read to toddlers), though there's nothing in it that sets it apart from others in that category. The artwork was also good.
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi!
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