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The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

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Overview

Carmen got the jeans at a thrift shop. They didn't look all that great; they were worn, dirty, and speckled with bleach. On the night before she and her friends part for the summer, Carmen decides to toss them. But Tibby says they're great. She'd love to have them. Lena and Bridget also think they're fabulous. Lena decides they should all try them on. Whoever they fit best will get them. Nobody knows why, but the pants fit everyone perfectly. Even Carmen (who never thinks she looks good in anything), thinks she looks good in the pants. Over a few bags of cheese puffs they decide to form a sisterhood, and take the vow of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants . . . the next morning, they say good-bye. And now the journey of the pants-and the most memorable summer of their lives-begins. From the Trade Paperback edition.

Editorial Reviews

"This first novelist successfully creates four distinct characters, each with her own story line, and ties them together with a creative device: a pair of pants purchased in a thrift shop," said PW in a starred review. "An outstanding and vivid book that will stay with readers for a long time." Ages 12-up. (Mar.) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information. -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.

Author Information

Bio of Ann Brashares

Ann Brashares grew up in Chevy Chase, Maryland with her three brothers and attended a Quaker school in the DC area called Sidwell Friends. She studied Philosophy at Barnard College, part of Columbia University in New York City. Expecting to continue studying philosophy in graduate school, Ann took a year off after college to work as an editor, hoping to save money for school. Loving her job, she never went to graduate school, and instead, remained in New York City and worked as an editor for many years. Last year, Ann made the transition from editor to full-time writer and wrote her first novel, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Ann lives in Brooklyn, New York, with her husband, Jacob Collins, an artist, and their three children, Sam, Nathaniel, and Susannah, their newborn, who is an honorary member of the Sisterhood.

Customer Reviews

  • 5 stars out of 5An experience

    Posted February 03, 2009 by luv2read, Tucson, AZ

    I didn't know what to expect. When the story started I worried it would be silly, girly, teenager stuff; however, the experience of each girl was truly meaningful. Each faced a challenge in life and I was intrigued how they viewed themselves in the way that their friends viewed them. The drew strength from one another and each grew individually. Each character is unique, so I can't wait to read about their next summer!

Additional Info

Imprint

Delacorte for Young Readers

Filesize

1.44 MB

Number of Pages

352

eBook ISBN

9780375890291

Awards

  • ABC Children's Booksellers Choices Awards
  • Arizona Young Reader's Award
  • Black-Eyed Susan Book Award
  • Book Sense Book of the Year
  • Colorado Blue Spruce Young Adult Book Award
  • Evergreen Young Adult Book Award
  • Garden State Teen Book Award
  • Iowa Teen Award
  • Land of Enchantment Book Award
  • Nevada Young Reader's Award
  • Pennsylvania Young Reader's Choice Award
  • SCASL Book Award (South Carolina)
  • Sequoyah Book Award
  • Virginia Reader's Choice Awards
  • Volunteer State Book Award
  • Young Hoosier Book Award
  • Young Reader's Choice Award

Excerpt from: The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares

"Can you close that suitcase " Tibby asked Carmen.
"It's making me sick."
Carmen glanced at the structured canvas bag splayed wantonly in the middle of her bed. Suddenly she wished she had all-new underwear. Her best satin pair was sprouting tiny ropes of elastic from the waistband.
"It's making me sick," Lena said. "I haven't started packing. My flight's at seven."
Carmen flopped the top of the suitcase down on the carpeted floor. She was working on removing navy-blue polish from her toenails.
"Lena, could you not say that word anymore " Tibby asked, wilting a little on the edge of Carmen's bed. "It's making me sick."
"Which word " Bridget asked. "Packing Flight Seven "
Tibby considered. "All of them."
"Oh, Tibs," Carmen said, grabbing Tibby's foot from where she sat. "It's gonna be okay."
Tibby took her foot back. "It's gonna be okay for you. You're going away. You're going to eat barbecue all the time and light firecrackers and everything.
Tibby had nonsensical ideas about what people did in South Carolina, but Carmen knew not to argue with her.
Lena let out a little hum of sympathy.
Tibby turned on her. "Don't make that pity noise, Lena."
Lena cleared her throat. "I didn't," she said quickly, even though she had.
"Don't wallow," Bridget urged Tibby. "You're wallowing."
"No," Tibby shot back. She held up hands crossed at the wrist in a hex sign to ward off Bridget. "No pep talks. No fair. I only let you do pep talks when you need to feel better."
"I wasn't doing a pep talk," Bridget said defensively, even though she was.
Carmen made her wise eyebrows. "Hey, Tibs Maybe if you're nasty enough, you won't miss us and we won't miss you."
"Carma!" Tibby shouted, getting to her feet and thrusting a stiff arm at Carmen. "I see through that! You're doing psychological analysis on me. No! No!"
Carmen's cheeks flushed. "I am not," she said quietly.
The three of them sat, scolded into silence.
"God, Tibby, what is anybody allowed to say " Bridget asked.
Tibby thought about it. "You can say . . ." She glanced around the room. She had tears welling in her eyes, but Carmen knew she didn't want them to show. "You can say . . ." Her eyes lighted on the pair of pants folded on the top of a stack of clothes on Carmen's dresser. "You can say, 'Hey, Tibby, want those pants "'
Carmen looked baffled. She capped the polish remover, walked over to her dresser, and held up the pants. Tibby usually liked clothes that were ugly or challenging. These were just jeans. "You mean these " They were creased in three places from inattention.
Tibby nodded sullenly. "Those."
"You really want them " Carmen didn't feel like mentioning that she was planning to throw them away. Bigger points if they mattered.
"Uh-huh."
Tibby was demanding a little display of unconditional love. Then again, it was her right. Three of them were flying off on big adventures the next day, and Tibby was launching her career at Wallman's in scenic Bethesda for five cents over minimum wage.
"Fine," Carmen said benevolently, handing them over.
Tibby absently hugged the pants, slightly deflated at getting her way so fast.
Lena studied them. "Are those the pants you got at the secondhand place next to Yes! "
"Yes!" Carmen shouted back.