Junie B., First Grader: Jingle Bells, Batman Smells! (P.S. So Does May)
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Barbara Park’s New York Times bestselling chapter book series, Junie B. Jones, is a classroom favorite and has been keeping kids laughing—and reading—for more than twenty years. Over 60 million copies in print and now with a bright new look for a new generation!
Meet the World’s Funniest First Grader—Junie B. Jones! It’s holiday time, and Room One is doing lots of fun things to celebrate. Like making elf costumes! And singing joyful songs! Only, how can Junie B. enjoy the festivities when Tattletale May keeps ruining her holiday glee? And here is the worst part of all! When everyone picks names for Secret Santa, Junie B. gets stuck with Tattletale you-know-who! It’s enough to fizzle your holiday spirit! Hmm . . . or is it? Maybe, just maybe, a Secret Santa gift is the perfect opportunity to give May exactly what she deserves.
“Junie B. is the darling of the young-reader set.”
“Park convinces beginning readers that Junie B.—and reading—are lots of fun.”
“Junie’s swarms of young fans will continue to delight in her unique take on the world. . . . A hilarious, first-rate read-aloud.”
“Junie B. Jones is a feisty six-year-old with an endearing penchant for honesty.”
once. “THE SQUEEZ-A-BURP! THE SQUEEZ-A-BURP! SOMEONE GOT MAY THE SQUEEZ-A-BURP!” “That thing costs a fortune!” called Shirley. “Squeeze it!” yelled Sheldon. “Yes! Squeeze it!” yelled the children. May started to grin. Then she stood up kind of slow. And she gave that thing a squeeze. And HA! It burped beautifully! Room One laughed their heads off. “Do it again! Do it again! Do it again!” they shouted. And so May burped again. And Room One laughed again. And they kept going on and
minute. “I’d take them back and get store credit,” he said. I nodded. That Herb has all the answers. After that, we sang “Frosty the Snowman” and “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” and “Winter Wonderland.” Finally, Mr. Toot stood up at his piano. And he said it is time for “Jingle Bells”! Room One hurried to the stage. It was very thrilling. Except for May kept on sticking to me like glue. She stepped on my heels going up the steps. Then she crowded in real close to me. And she whispered in
Lucille gave it a squeeze. And HA! ANOTHER GIANT BURP! Room One laughed until our sides hurt. Even May was laughing! Plus Mr. Scary was laughing, too! A good burp can bring the whole world together, I tell you! Mr. Scary went to Table Five. And he read us some information about that toy. “It costs five dollars. And it’s called a Squeez-a-Burp,” he said. All of us clapped at that silly name. “A Squeez-a-Burp! A Squeez-a-Burp!” we hollered. “Squeeze the Squeez-a-Burp again, Mr.
eyebrows. “Oh, it is, is it?” he said. After that, he chuckled some more. And he went behind the dryer again. I scratched my head. This attitude was throwing me for a loop. I climbed back up on the dryer. And I tapped on his head. “How come you’re not getting this, Grampa? It’s so simple,” I said. “I need five dollars and you have five dollars. Boom! Do the math.” Grampa Miller looked up at me. “Boom! Do the math?” he repeated. “Is that what you just said?” Then, all of a sudden, he did
stop throwing him. I caught him all safe and sound. Then I sat him on my pillow. And I told him all about the gift shop. Plus I showed him the list of gift items. “The gift shop is where you go to buy things for others … mostly,” I said. “And so I’m only buying one little toy for myself. And that’s all. ’Cause one little toy is not even being a shellfish. Right, Phil? Right?” Right, said Philip. Plus a good burp is something the whole family can enjoy. “Exactly! That’s what I think, too!”