Miss Small Is Off the Wall! (My Weird School, Book 5)

Miss Small Is Off the Wall! (My Weird School, Book 5)

Dan Gutman

Language: English

Pages: 21

ISBN: 2:00215163

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Something weird is going on!

Miss Small, the gym teacher, is teaching A.J., Andrea, and the gang to juggle scarves, balance feathers, and do the Chicken Dance! Is this any way to stay in shape? Whatever happened to dodgeball?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

finished. I thought I was gonna throw up. She blew her whistle again. “Okay, now that we’re all as loose as a goose in a caboose, who wants to play a game?” “I do!” we all shouted. Finally! 4 A Dumb Balancing Act “Are we gonna play football?” I asked Miss Small. “No,” Miss Small said. “How about basketball?” asked Ryan. “Nope.” “Soccer?” “Not even close.” “Baseball? Hockey? Tennis?” “No. No. No.” “Curling?” I asked. “No.” “I thought you said we were gonna have fun,”

tie it all over again the next day?” “Yeah,” Ryan and Michael agreed. Girls just don’t have common sense. “Boys are dumbheads,” Andrea said, giggling, and then she turned back to her own table. I wish a basketball backboard would crush her. “I thought we were gonna be playing sports in Fizz Ed,” Ryan complained. “When I saw how tall Miss Small was, I was sure she was gonna let us play basketball.” “Maybe she’s not our Fizz Ed teacher at all,” Michael said. “Did you ever think of that? Maybe

on her hands and knees to examine Miss Small. “You should put a Band-Aid on her leg and kiss it,” Michael told Mrs. Cooney. “That’s what my mom does when I get hurt.” “Your mom is weird,” I told Michael. “She’s going to need more than a Band-Aid and a kiss,” Mrs. Cooney told us. “This leg is broken.” Mrs. Cooney called for an ambulance on her cell phone, and it arrived just a couple of minutes later. Some guys got out, and they put Miss Small on a stretcher and carried it into the

on her hands and knees to examine Miss Small. “You should put a Band-Aid on her leg and kiss it,” Michael told Mrs. Cooney. “That’s what my mom does when I get hurt.” “Your mom is weird,” I told Michael. “She’s going to need more than a Band-Aid and a kiss,” Mrs. Cooney told us. “This leg is broken.” Mrs. Cooney called for an ambulance on her cell phone, and it arrived just a couple of minutes later. Some guys got out, and they put Miss Small on a stretcher and carried it into the

class every day after school. I’m learning ballet, jazz, tap, hip-hop, and clog dancing.” Andrea is one of those kids who takes lessons in everything. All she has to do is sneeze and her mother probably signs her up for sneezing lessons. “Dancing is not a sport,” I said. “Dancing is dumb.” “A little less chitchatting in the hall, please,” said Miss Daisy as we walked to the gym. “Do we really have to go to Fizz Ed, Miss Daisy?” asked Andrea. “Isn’t it more important for us to learn reading,

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