Judy Moody Goes to College

Judy Moody Goes to College

Megan McDonald

Language: English

Pages: 160

ISBN: 0763648558

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Reissued in a way-cool paperback design

Judy Moody is in a mood. Not a good mood. And definitely NOT a math mood. The substitute teacher in Class 3T thinks Judy's math skills need improving. So Judy has to start meeting with a math tutor. Does this mean flash cards? Does this mean baby games? Does this mean school on weekends? But when Judy meets her tutor — a sick-awesome college student with an uber-funky sense of style — and gets a glimpse of college life, Judy's bad math-i-tude turns into a radical glad-i-tude. Pretty soon, Judy's not only acing her math class; she's owning it. Time to say good-bye to Judy Moody, old skool third-grader, and say hello to Miss College! Small-tall upside-down backward non-fat capp with extra whip, anyone?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grossman. Exactly three things were wrong with that. (1) Mrs. Grossman was NOT gross. (2) Mrs. 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 conference.” “I wasn’t here Friday,” said Judy. “He’s going to learn to be a better teacher,” said Jessica Finch. “But Mr. Todd’s already a great teacher,” said Judy. “Maybe he’s getting a special

It was only a split-second, one-sixtieth-of-a-minute, a giga-flip-flop moment in Judy Moody’s own personal game of life, but it felt big. She, Judy Moody, was filled with glad-i-tude. Rad-i-tude! the bomb = the best busted = did well; owned crucial = Rare! Excellent! Awesome! for serious = for real for your 411 = for your information geck = annoying person = Stink hit me up later = call me later; see you later let’s food = let’s eat mad-nasty = see sick-awesome natch = of course;

octagon where the fence was ripped, and six rectangles on the ladder going up to the slide. All by herself. For the first time ever, Judy could not wait for math class. She, Judy Moody, owned the times tables. Look out. Here comes the Multiplication Maniac. The Polygon Princess. The Graph Guru. The Fraction Freak. Just wait till they see me score candy for all the right answers. At last it was time. Mrs. Grossman started writing on the board. Judy sat up straight. She pricked up her best-ever

in math, so if she gets money, I should get money too!” “Stink, you’re such a geck. And don’t say, ‘What’s a geck?’ Because that would make you more of a geck.” Fact of Life: Stink = geck. Geck = annoying person! “Nobody’s getting any money,” said Dad. “And nobody’s a geck,” said Mom. “Yeah, you’re not at college now,” Stink said. “Good news, though,” said Mom. “You won’t have to go to tutoring anymore.” “Yeah, no more yogurt!” said Stink. “Huh?” Judy loved college. She liked having a

in math, so if she gets money, I should get money too!” “Stink, you’re such a geck. And don’t say, ‘What’s a geck?’ Because that would make you more of a geck.” Fact of Life: Stink = geck. Geck = annoying person! “Nobody’s getting any money,” said Dad. “And nobody’s a geck,” said Mom. “Yeah, you’re not at college now,” Stink said. “Good news, though,” said Mom. “You won’t have to go to tutoring anymore.” “Yeah, no more yogurt!” said Stink. “Huh?” Judy loved college. She liked having a

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