She fell heir to Great-Aunt Jemima's plumes and to Grandpa's old gardening hat. Someone unearthed Great-Great Grandmother's Sunday-best hat. Then Grandma slipped her the hat she was wearing when she met Grandpa for the first time. Hetty collected leftovers from the bridal shop designer. She took possession of her mom's colander and other household objects that showed possibility. She noticed the hats people wore for their jobs, and she began making just tiny requests-to the postman and the building-site supervisor, to the chef and the jockey and the fireman. She gathered fun hats-witches' and clowns' and princesses'. And along the way she made many friends and learned a lot about other people's lives. But she needed special ingenuity to get her 100th hat (which may start each reader on his or her own hat collection)!
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