9 Ch9-Happy Presidents' Day

Chapter 9 Happy Presidents' Day Monday is usually the worst day of the week, because it means we have five days of school in a row. But not this week. It was Presidents' Day. No school on a Monday! Hooray! Now, you're not going to believe this in a million hundred years, but do you

know what I did on Presidents' Day? Of course you don't, because I didn't tell you yet. And I'm not going to tell you. Okay, okay, I'll tell you. I spent the whole morning working on my Presi- dents' Day oral report! See, I told you that you wouldn't believe it. But it's true! I did homework on a day we didn't even have school! I must have been out of my mind. I'll tell you why I did it. It's because I hate Andrea Young. I am sick and tired of her bragging about how smart she is and how she knows everything and how her oral report was going to be the best in the class. I'm just as gifted and talented as she

is. So I decided I was going to make a better oral report than Andrea. I was going to make the best oral report in the history of the world. My oral report was going to blow the doors off Andrea's oral report. So nah-nah-nah boo-boo on her! I worked really hard. I looked in my library and got books about my president.

I looked in the encyclopedia for my president. I went on the Internet and got lots of fun facts about my president. My oral report was going to be great. Andrea wouldn't even know what hit her. I wrote the whole thing out and put it in a nice red binder. I wouldn't let anyone see it, not even my parents or my sister. I wanted it to be a complete surprise. It was top secret. I'm not even going to tell you who my president was. So nah-nah-nah boo-boo on you! I worked all morning on my oral report, and then the phone rang. My mom told me Michael wanted to talk to me. Me and my dad are going to buy a big-

screen TV, he said. Wanna come? Sure! Michael's dad drove us to the big- screen TV store. It was cool. They had a whole wall filled with big-screen TVs, and they were all tuned to the same channel. We were walking around looking for a salesman when this guy asked Michael's dad if he needed any help. You'll never in a million hundred years believe who the guy was. I'm not going to tell you. Okay, okay, I'll tell you. It was Mr. Macky! He was wearing a name tag that said HOWARD MACKY on it. Mr. Macky! I said. To what do we

owe the pleasure of your company? I work here on weekends and holi- days, said Mr. Macky. Would you like to buy a big-screen TV? They're on sale today. Wow! I never would have thought that a reading specialist would also be a big- screen TV salesman. I thought reading specialists hated TV. But Mr. Macky told us he loved TV and knew everything about big-screen TVs. Mr. Macky took a Star Wars DVD out of his pocket so we could see what it looked like on a big-screen TV. It was cool. You could almost see inside Darth Vader's nostrils.