Yuri's Yams
Yuri's Yams
Yuri's Yams
Yuri’s Yams
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Consonant Y • Word Count: 824 Yuri’s Yams
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Yuri’s Yams
A Read-Aloud Book
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Written by Joe Slade
Illustrated by Tad Butler
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We got Yeller when I was a baby and she
was a young puppy. People would ask
Mom, “What kind of dog is that?”
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The problem is that where we live, we can
only get yams at holiday times. At other
times of the year, the market doesn’t sell
them. My Dad yearns for yams for most
of the year.
5 6
“I was just about to give up at the last
store when a voice behind me said,
“Looking for yam seeds are you, young
feller?”
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“Yes, sir, I am looking for yam seeds.”
I told him. “I want to grow yams for my Mr. Yamamoto went on to say, “I grow
Dad. He loves them, but we can’t get yams in my yard. I started in my youth
them all year round.” when I was growing up in Yokohama,
Japan. Now I am an expert yam grower.
“You won’t find yam seeds because they
I will show you how to grow yams.
don’t exist,” said Mr. Yamamoto. “Yams
grow from roots called tubers, just like It was great—yam-growing lessons from
potatoes.” an expert yam grower.
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The next day, Yeller and I went to visit
Mr. Yamamoto. He showed us where he
grew yams in his yard. He grew many
other things, but I was only interested
in his yams.
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Well, all that happened almost a year ago. We weren’t disappointed. We dug up
Yesterday was the big day. twenty-three huge yams. They were twice
as big as the yams we bought in the
Mr. Yamamoto said it was time to dig up
market. Mr. Yamamoto explained how to
the yams. Yeller and I got up at dawn; we
store the yams so we could have them all
couldn’t wait to see our crop of yams. Mr.
year round. He then picked out three of
Yamamoto was going to meet us at 6:30.
the yams, which we would plant for next
year’s crop.
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I told her about my surprise for Dad,
and she said we would make him a
special yam breakfast. We cut a piece
off the yam and cut it into thin strips.
Then we fried it with some olive oil.
Mom served it on toast with a fried egg
on top of each serving. The yellow yolk
ran all over the yams.
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“Yams for breakfast, and it’s not even my
birthday,” said Dad.
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