Friendship
I’m in the Toad Pee Club!
Frank Pearl eats paste,
Are you growing a beard?
I couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather be. In the middle.
That’s how we found the
About the Author MEGAN MCDONALD grew up in a house full of books and sisters—four sisters, who inspire many of the stories she writes. She has loved to write since she was ten, when she got her first...
Finger knitting was the greatest — no knitting needles needed. She looped the yarn over her fingers, one, two, three, four, back, over, under, through
When Judy Moody got to school on Monday, she had a new teacher. Her new teacher was called a sub (not the sandwich). Her new teacher was called Mrs. Grossman. Exactly three things were wrong with that...
Temperature’s
Math-i-tude Mom- and Dad-i-tude Mad-i-tude A
Zooming out the door. Two
Painted suns and rainbows and guinea pigs
Croak!
Webster (the friend, not the dictionary). He wrote a letter to his other best friend, Elizabeth, who liked to be called Sophie of the Elves. He even wrote a letter to his teacher, telling her how grea...
Eyeballs!
You’re the glue.
This is it, said Dad. Grace Brewster Murray Hopper Hall. They wound their way upstairs and down long hallways to a door that said MATH LAB. Here we are! said Dad. A girl with green eyes and a messy po...
Grossman was NOT a man. (3) Mrs. Grossman was NOT Mr. Todd. Judy was the first to raise her hand. Where’s Mr. Todd? I’m sure Mr. Todd told everyone on Friday that he was going to a special teacher con...
She, Madame M for Mistake, could not predict the future — her own or anybody else’s. She could not even predict one hour from now. Not one minute. Not one second. The future was un-predictable.
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