Horrible Harry and the Ant Invasion Read Free

lined up to go home, Harry said, “Hey, Sidney. Meet me at the comer. I have a little present for you.”
    â€œYou do?” Sidney said.
    Harry flashed his white teeth. “I do.”
    Sidney waited for Harry at the corner. “What are you giving me a present for?” he asked when he saw Harry.
    â€œFor that trick you did in dancing today.”
    â€œTrick?” Sidney couldn’t remember.
    â€œYou bumped into Song Lee because your eyes were shut.”
    â€œYeah! She even had to go to the nurse with the alligator purse!” Sidney said, bursting into laughter. “So where’s my present?”
    â€œRight here,” Harry said, flipping the ice bottle and pouring it down Sidney’s back.
    â€œYeoooooow! That’s COLD!” Sidney screamed as he ran up the street waving his hands in the air. “I’ll get even with you for this. Just wait!”
    I looked at Harry. “Where did you get that bottle of ice water?”
    â€œFrom Song Lee. I told her I would return the bottle to the nurse.”
    And then Harry flashed his white teeth. “I didn’t say I would return the melted ice inside.”
    I cracked up.

    â€œOl’ Sidney had it coming,” Harry mumbled.
    I waited at the school steps while Harry returned the empty bottle to the nurse.
    Sometimes when Harry tells you he’s going to do something, he leaves the horrible part out.

Horrible Harry and the Deadly Fish Tank

    We have a fish tank in Room 2B. Last time Harry and I counted there were twenty-five fish swimming around in it.
    Twenty guppies.
    Four neon fish.
    And one black molly.
    Then there was horrible Monday. This is how it happened.
    Sidney came to school mad. He was mad about Harry putting ice water down his back on Friday.
    Even his hair looked angry. It stood on end. Sidney probably didn’t bother combing it.
    Miss Mackle looked at the Monitor Chart. “Boys and girls, I will announce the week’s new monitors. Sidney is Messenger, Doug is Paper Monitor, Ida is Ant Monitor, Mary is Plant Monitor, Song Lee is Sweeper, and ...” When she finally got to Harry, she said, “Harry is Fish Monitor.”
    Harry immediately got up and went back to feed the fish. He turned on the light in the tank and took roll. Carefully he recorded the number in the Fish Roll Book.
    Then he checked the temperature. It was in the green part of the thermometer—in the 70-80 degree range.
    At lunchtime, Harry fed the fish and then lined up behind me in the cafeteria. “I have my favorite dessert, Doug, he said. ”Two pieces of Mom’s homemade fudge. I’m saving it for us on the way home from school.”
    I drooled. I know how good Harry’s mother’s fudge was. Chocolatey, nutty, and mmmmmmmm good.

    After lunch when we were working on math, Harry walked back to check the tank. The he shouted, “The black molly is floating on the water. She’s DEAD!”
    Everyone rushed back to the tank.
    Miss Mackle opened the cover of the tank and took out the net. She scooped up the dead fish. Then she put her finger in the water. “Why, the water is hot! Someone has been fooling with the temperature knob.”

    Everyone looked at the thermometer. The mercury was way above the green zone. “Who would do such a horrible thing?” Miss Mackle exclaimed.
    Everyone looked at Harry.
    I did too. Harry loves to do horrible things.
    Miss Mackle waited for someone to speak.
    Sidney spoke first. “Harry is the fish monitor. He did it!”
    â€œDo you know anything about this?” Miss Mackle asked Harry.
    Harry shook his head.
    Miss Mackle said we wouldn’t be doing “little theater” that afternoon. She didn’t feel like doing anything fun. She was too disappointed.
    We just worked at our seats the rest of the afternoon.
    It was a long day.
    When Harry lined up at three o‘clock, no one wanted to stand next to him.
    Except