“And finally, in a couple of weeks, we’ll be handing out boxes of chocolate bars to sell for the league. We really need everyone to pitch in so the league can buy new equipment and pay the refs. Mrs. Patel will be in charge of keeping track of the sales. So start thinking about who might buy some candy from you. See you all at practice next Thursday!”
Selling stuff! Oh no! Grown-ups are always having kids sell things. In second grade I had to sell greeting cards and wrapping paper for a school fundraiser, and it had been a complete disaster. Nobody on my street wanted to buy anything, and my mom only bought one roll of wrapping paper with candy canes on it because she felt sorry for me. I sold the least in my class, and of course Samantha Grunsky, who is ALWAYS in my class and ALWAYS ANNOYING, sold the most in the whole school and won a bicycle.
Eating candy bars is a wonderful idea. Selling them is not.
I’m not the Evil Sorcerer Kragon.
I’m not the Slimy Snake of the Swamp.
I’m not the fox or one of the mice or even the Magical Rabbit of Gorlandia.
I’m the Nice Gnome. The really nice gnome. The really, really boring gnome.
There has got to be a way to convince Mrs. Burke that it would be better if I wasn’t the gnome. I just have to figure out how.
Every year, each 4th grade class does a special project. Mrs. L’s class designs an obstacle course for the whole school to run through. Ms. Lewis’ class makes a special lunch with food from all around the world. And Mrs. Burke’s class does a play.
Last year the play was “The Elephant’s Surprise” and it was pretty good even though the elephant’s trunk fell off halfway through the play. This year we’re doing “The Sorcerer’s Castle” and it’s really great.
The best part in the whole play is the Evil Sorcerer Kragon. He has all of these great lines and laughs like “Mwa-ha-ha-ha!” It’s the part I want and I know that I’ll be great – if Mrs. Burke let’s me.
My Dad announced that we all had to have special chores. Matt is in charge of carrying out the garbage and recycling and getting dinner started when Mom and Dad are going to be late. The Squid is in charge of setting the table, sweeping the kitchen and straightening the family room.
My job is to feed Ginger twice a day and walk her every afternoon. I know that Ginger is mainly my dog and I like playing fetch with her and she sleeps in my room, but it doesn’t seem fair. Matt and the Squid play with her too. Why can’t they walk her sometimes?
So far 4th grade is okay. Tommy, my best friend, isn’t in my class. And Samantha Grunsky, who already knows everything anyway, sits right behind me, but Mrs. Burke isn’t too bad. Well, not as bad as I thought she was going to be. And Hector, the new kid from Chile, is in my class. He’s quiet but he runs fast and isn’t annoying.
I just have to work on keeping my desk clean and remembering the rules of Mrs. Burke’s Empire.
- Stay at your desk unless you have permission to get up.
- We will all show respect to our neighbors.
- Always remember to put things away.
- Raise your hand.
I’m good at #1 and okay at #2, but I sometimes forget #4. #3 is complicated because even when I’m sure I’ve remembered, I find paper on the floor. But I’m working on it.