The timeless classic and beloved story of a wild horse’s gentle filly—winner of a Newbery Honor! On the island of Chincoteague, off the coasts of Virginia and Maryland, lives a centuries-old band of wild ponies. Among them is the most mysterious of all, Phantom, a rarely-seen mare that eludes all efforts to capture her—that is, until a young boy and girl lay eyes on her and determine that they can’t live without her. The frenzied roundup that follows on the next Pony Penning Day does indeed bring Phantom into their lives, in a way they never would have suspected. Phantom would forever be a creature of the wild. But her gentle, loyal filly Misty is another story altogether . . . “A thrilling and long-to-be-remembered tale.” —San Francisco Chronicle

Paul and his sister Maureen's determination to own a pony from the herd on Chincoteague Island, Virginia, is greatly increased when the Phantom and her colt are among the ponies rounded up for the yearly auction.

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A wild colt rescued by two children is raised by a mare who has lost her own way.

Misty’s Twilight is part thouroughbred, part Chinoteague pony, and one hundred percent fire and talent. A direct descendant of the most famous pony ever, Misty of Chinoteague, Twilight has greatness in her blood. Now it’s her turn to shine, perhaps as a cutting horse, a jumper, or in the graceful art of dressage. Can Twilight, whose ancestors were wild ponies living on an untamed island, do it? Can she compete against the best horses in the world...and win?

The passionate, poignant, and triumphant story of two-time Olympic gold medal–winning beach volleyball icon Misty May-Treanor. More than any Olympics in history, the 2008 Beijing Summer Games captured the world’s imagination, and Misty May-Treanor became one of the biggest U.S. stars on the global stage. Now she shares the story of her life and remarkable athletic career. Destined for beach volleyball superstardom, having been raised on famed Muscle Beach in Santa Monica, California, Misty talks about the personal and professional challenges she has faced and the life lessons she has learned in the process. From growing up with two driven, competitive, accomplished athlete parents and living in a volatile household rocked for years by their alcoholism to the heartbreaking death of her mother from cancer, Misty reveals intimate details never before publicly discussed. She tells behind-the-scenes stories about her eight-year climb to the top of beach volleyball with partners Holly McPeak and Kerri Walsh; her career-threatening injuries; her role on ABC’s hit television show Dancing with the Stars; and of course, her historic two Olympic gold medals and the special rewards they’ve brought. Offering an unprecedented glimpse into the life of a cherished celebrity sports icon and an ambassador for women’s athletics, Misty will touch, inspire, and empower readers everywhere.

The year was 1970 when Misty was born. The children in our family ranged in age from sixteen down to two and a half. There were seven boys and one girl. We lived in a two-story house, with a very large yard. The back porch (or hall as we called it) was enclosed, with a window looking out over the yard. Our first and oldest child was Steve. He was sixteen. Second was Larry, who was fifteen. Third was Alan, who was fourteen. Next in line, the fourth child (and only daughter) was Annette. She was thirteen years old. Fifth in line was David, who was nine years old at the time. Sixth in line was Kelly. He was close to his seventh birthday. Seventh in line was Todd, and he was close to his sixth birthday. (Their birthdays were in April, same time we got Misty.)Then the eighth child, and youngest, was Rick. He was two and a half years old at the time. Dad worked at his job at the V. A. Hospital, and I (Mom) was a full-time homemaker The children were all close in age and we were a very close-knit family. We cared about and helped each other. We did things together. Two of the older boys, Larry and Alan, were constantly into projects. What one wouldnt think of to do, the other one would. The last, and smallest family member was a white and black cat. (He had been rescued from an animal trap) He had several names by our family. One was Pickles (because he was always being rescued) another was Puddy, some just preferred cat.He didnt care. As long as he was petted and loved and fed.