Miss Suki Is Kooky! Read Free Page A

am!” she replied, and she shook my hand.
    â€œOooooh, I touched somebody famous!” I said. “I’m never going to wash this hand again!”
    â€œBig deal, Arlo,” said Andrea. “You probably never wash your hands anyway.”
    â€œOh, snap!” said Ryan.
    â€œSo is your face,” I told Andrea.
    â€œWhat’s in the box, Miss Suki?” asked Emily.
    â€œOh, you’ll find out later,” she said. “It’smy mystery box. But first, can you tell me where the office is? I need to introduce myself to your principal, Mr. Putz.”
    â€œIt’s Klutz !” everybody shouted, and we told Miss Suki how to get to the office.
    We were so excited that we were the first class in school to meet Miss Suki. The bad part was, we had to wait a million hundred hours for her assembly to start. First, she had to visit the kindergarten trolls. After that she had to talk to the fifth and sixth graders. Then she had to have lunch with the teachers. Then she had to sign all the books that kids ordered.
    Finally it was time for our assembly. Andrea and Emily wanted to bring theirdumb mirrors along, but Miss Daisy said they couldn’t. Nah-nah-nah boo-boo on them.
    We walked a million hundred miles to the all-purpose room. But even I was a little excited by then, so it didn’t seem that far.
    When we finally arrived, we saw an easel on the stage, and Miss Suki’s mystery box.
    I wanted to sit with my friends, but Miss Daisy made me sit between Andrea and Emily.
    â€œBoy, girl, boy, girl,” Miss Daisy said. “Crisscross applesauce.” (That’s grown-up talk for “Sit down and cross your legs.”)
    When everybody was seated, Mrs.Roopy made a peace sign with her fingers, which means “Shut up.” She was wearing her bird suit again and held a big slab of wood under her wing. It looked like one of those boards my mom uses in the kitchen when she chops up food.
    â€œIs everybody excited?” Mrs. Roopy asked.
    â€œYes!” the girls and even the boys shouted.

    â€œLook what I’ve got!” Mrs. Roopy said, holding up the slab of wood so we could see. It had shiny metal on the front with the words BLUEBERRY AWARD on it.
    â€œThis is what Miss Suki Kabuki won for The Fearless Falcon !” said Mrs. Roopy. “She just got it yesterday. I can’t believe she said I could hold it! Isn’t that cool?”
    â€œWow!” we all said, even though it wasn’t that cool.
    â€œWell, you kids haven’t been waiting three weeks to listen to me talk,” Mrs. Roopy said. “So, I’m proud to finally introduce Ella Mentry School’s favorite author, Miss Suki Kabuki!”

6
Miss Suki Is a Big Crybaby
    Everybody clapped and cheered when Miss Suki came out on stage. Then we all got quiet so we could hear what she had to say.
    â€œHello! Thank you so much for inviting me to your—”
    At that very second, the strangest thingin the history of the world happened. All these bells started clanging so loud that we had to cover our ears. Miss Suki freaked out.
    â€œFIRE!” she shouted. “The school is on fire! Run for your lives!” And then she went running out of the room, hugging her mystery box.
    Miss Suki is kooky!
    It wasn’t a fire. It was just a fire drill . Any dumbhead knows that once in a while the bells ring and we all have to go stand out in the playground.
    â€œLine up in single file,” Miss Daisy told us.
    We marched out of the school. Whenwe got to the playground, Mr. Klutz was running around trying to catch up with Miss Suki. All the girls were complaining that the wind was messing up their hair and it wouldn’t look good for Picture Day.
    â€œThat would be cool if the school really did burn down,” I told Ryan and Michael.
    â€œYeah,” Ryan agreed. “Then we could toast marshmallows.”
    Miss Suki was standing near our class, still hugging her