朱尼·琼斯系列 · 9 Junie B. Jones Is Not a Crook
5/Gargling and Scribbling Room Nine is way far from Principal's office. I had to stop at the water fountain. Or else I might not make it. I pressed the water button with my thumb. Then I puckered up my lips. And I sucked the water in. I didn't even put my mouth on the spout. 'Cause there's lip dirt on that thing of course. I sloshed the water all around in my cheeks. Then I bended my head way back. And I did some gargles. I can gargle very perfect. Except I can't keep the water in my actual mouth. It runned out the sides and dribbled on the
floor. I splashed in it with my toe. That's when I saw something very wonderful down there. "Hey! It's one of those pens that writes four different colors!" I said. I quick picked it up and pushed the little red button on the top. A red pen popped out the bottom. I scribbled red scribble all over my hand. "Wowie wow wow! I love this thing!" I said.
After that, I pushed the green button and scribbled green scribble. And I pushed the blue button and scribbled blue scribble. Plus
also I pushed the black button and scribbled black scribble. "This pen makes scribbling a pleasure," I said. I put it in my pocket and started skipping to Room Nine. Only too bad for me. 'Cause all of a sudden, I remembered about the Lost and Found. I stopped. "Oh no. I wish I didn't even remember about that," I said. "Now I have to take my pen to the Lost and Found. Or else I won't wear a grin." I did a frown. 'Cause something didn't make sense here, that's why. "Yeah, only I was already wearing a grin," I said. "I weared a grin as soon as I saw this wonderful thing. And so taking it to the
office will only make me sad." I tapped on my chin. "Hmm. Maybe Principal is a little mixed up about this," I said to just myself. "I'm pretty sure I will be happier if I keep it. "And here's another thing I am thinking. I am thinking whoever owned this pen didn't even take good care of it. So I will give it a good home. And so what can be a gooder deed than that?" I took it out of my pocket and looked at it. "Plus this even makes sense. 'Cause first I got my mittens stolen. And then I couldn't have the teddy backpack. And so keeping this pen is fair and square." All of a sudden, my whole face lighted up. 'Cause I just thought of a different poem, that's why! And it is called Finders keepers, losers
weepers! "Finders keepers, losers weepers!" I said real thrilled. "Finders keepers, losers weepers!" Then I jumped up and down very happy. 'Cause everybody says that! And so Finders keepers is really the rule, I bet! After that, I put my pen back in my pocket. And I skipped the rest of the way to Room Nine.
