10. Naming Stuff

10 Naming Stuff All of us skipped back to our seats. Principal walked to the front of the room. And he saw our Thankful List on the board. We had added more stuff on Tuesday afternoon. So now it was twenty whole items long! Principal read the list out loud. 1. CRANBERRY JELLY IN A CAN 2. EXPLODING BISCUITS 3. NIPSY DOODLES 4. RAINBOW SPRINKLES 5. TOILET PAPER 6. MONEY 7. PHILIP JOHNNY BOB 8. POLICE SERGEANT CHUCK 9. SNAUSAGES

10. STINKY 11. GOOD OLD LARRY FROM LAST YEAR 12. COOKIES—BUT NOT THE COCONUT KIND 13. JOSé'S REMOTE CONTROL 14. LIGHTNING BUGS 15. THE BIG BOX OF 64 CRAYONS 16. PENGUINS 17. LENNIE'S WASHCLOTH PUPPET 18. WHIPPED CREAM THAT ROGER ACCIDENTALLY SQUIRTED IN HIS MOUTH BEFORE SCHOOL 19. NASAL SPRAY 20. THE CARTOON NETWORK After he finished reading, Principal smiled real big. "Boys and girls, this is the most honest list we have ever had in the school contest," he said. "Thank you for telling us what children are really thankful for." Lennie turned around and looked at May. Then he did a big smirk. "Nipsy Doodles rule," he said. May turned his head back around. Just then, we heard feet in the hallway. And yay! Yay! Hurray! Our favorite janitor came through the

door! "GUS VALLONY! IT'S GUS VALLONY!" I shouted real thrilled. Gus Vallony is the nicest janitor in the whole entire world. He was pushing a cart with a table and folding chairs on it. I jumped up so he could see me. "Gus Vallony! It's me! It's Junie B. Jones!" I yelled. "Did you hear we won the Thankful Contest? Did you see the blue ribbon on our door?" I hurried to the front of the room. "What do you have there, Gus Vallony? Is that folding chairs for our feast today? 'Cause maybe I could help you with them!" Gus Vallony did a chuckle at me. "Well, Junie B. Jones! Don't you look nice today!" he said. "You're all dressed up like a Pilgrim girl." I nodded. "Yes, I know," I said. "At first, I

did not want to be a Pilgrim girl. And so me and Mother had a tussle behind the trash can. Only now I am hardly even sweaty. Plus also, I can spit pie in the cleanup sink. And so my whole entire mood got better." Gus Vallony looked confused at me. Principal looked confused, too. Mr. Scary walked me back to my seat. And he said for me to please stay put. After that, Principal helped Gus Vallony and Mr. Scary set up the table and chairs. And wait till you hear this! All of our guests had signed up to bring the feast food. So Room One didn't have to make a thing! I tapped on my friend Herbert. "What kind of food is your mother bringing?" I asked. "My mother and my grandma Miller are bringing cranberry jelly." Herbert turned around. "My mother has to work today. But my grandmother is bringing

carrot sticks." "Oh boy!" I said. "I love carrot sticks." Lennie grinned. "Me too," he said. "My grandmother is coming to the feast. But she's a terrible cook. So I signed her up for napkins." Sheldon heard us talking. "My uncle Vern is coming with my grampa Ned Potts. And they're bringing Tater Tots!" he said. I did a gasp at that delicious news. "Yummy yum yum!" I said. "Tater Tots!" May threw her head back. "Pilgrims and Indians did not eat Tater Tots," she said real annoyed. "My mother is bringing the real kind of food that they ate at the first Thanksgiving." She stood up at her desk. And she swung her long braid again. "My mother is bringing squash… and beans… and stewed onions," she said real

proud. After that, Room One got very quiet. We were thinking about stewed onions, I believe. Then, one by one, we all turned around. And we looked at the cleanup sink again. I glanced at Lennie. "That sink is going to get a real workout today," I said. Just then, we heard more footsteps in the hall. And YIPPEE! YIPPEE! Our first Thanksgiving guest was here! It was Lucille's richie nanna! And she brought her real, actual chef guy with her! The chef guy was wearing a tall white hat. And a long apron. It was all the way to his knees, almost. Also, he was carrying a giant silver tray with a shiny lid on the top. He put the tray on the feast table. And he pulled off the lid.