疯狂的学校 · 16 Ms. Coco Is Loco
Chapter 12 A Real Live Poet Who Isn't Dead First this weird purple smoke started pouring onto the stage. Next the sound of drums started pounding out of the speakers. Then the lights went out and laser beams started shooting all over the place in different colors. The drums got louder! The lights got
brighter! Then this guy ran onto the stage. He had on a baseball cap, and he was wearing this long purple cape with sequins all over it. He had on sunglasses too, even though he was indoors. It was Mr. Hynde, our old music teacher!
He quit after he went on that TV show American Idol and became a famous rapper! He's not a poet! Andrea complained. Yo! Yo! Yo! Mr. Hynde shouted. Let's get down and get funky! 'Cause I'm so hunky! Let's all do the monkey! Mr. Hynde did a monkey break dance move, spinning on his head. Then he got up and started rapping again: It's good to be back at the Ella Mentry shack. This school is whack, like water off a duck's back. Quack, quack, quack, quack!
Everybody went crazy! Mr. Hynde started hitting Mr. Klutz's bald head like a bongo drum while he sang a rap ver- Sion of Green Eggs and Ham. Mr. Hynde is out of his mind! Ms. Coco started dancing around like a nutcase. All the kids got up and started dancing too. Except for me. I was afraid all that money was going to fall out of my pockets. It was great to see Mr. Hynde again. After the assembly he gave us auto- graphs and copies of his new CD. Then we had to go back to class. It was almost time for the three o'clock bell to ring. Everybody was tired from all that
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dancing. Ryan and Michael looked like they were about to faint. What's the matter, boys? asked Miss Daisy. You don't look very well. I'm hungry, Michael said. I'm starving, Ryan said. Didn't you boys eat lunch? asked Miss Daisy. We didn't have any money, said Neil the nude kid. Why not? asked Miss Daisy. Michael looked at me. Ryan looked at me. Neil the nude kid looked at me. All the boys were looking at me. That's when the most horrible thing in the history of the world happened. I
