8 Ch8-Nursery Rhyme Week

Chapter 8 Nursery Rhyme Week The only way to prove that Mrs. Roopy was dressing up in silly costumes and pretending to be other people would be to get her fingerprints. Me and Ryan and Michael were determined to get them the next time we had library. "When do we have library this week?" we asked Miss Daisy.

"Oh, there is no library this week," she said. "The whole school is celebrating Nursery Rhyme Week in our classrooms." "Oh man!" I said. "We wanted to go to the library." "Yeah," agreed Michael and Ryan. Miss Daisy looked all surprised. She put her hand on my forehead the way my mom does when she thinks I have a fever. "Are you sick, A.J.?" Miss Daisy said. "There must be something wrong with you if you want to go to the library. Didn't you say all books are boring?" "They are," I said. "I just want proof that Mrs. Roopy was pretending to be George Washington, Johnny Appleseed, and Neil Armstrong. We have to

get her fingerprints." "Oh, don't be silly," Miss Daisy said "Mrs. Roopy is a perfectly normal lady." Miss Daisy took out a big fat Mother Goose book. She opened it and was about to start reading when this weird-looking girl skipped into the classroom. She was all dressed up in a puffy dress and she was holding a big cane. "It's Mrs. Roopy!" we all shouted. "I'm not Mrs. Roopy," the girl said. "My name is Little Bo Peep. I seem to have lost my sheep. Do you know where I can find them?" "Nope," everybody said. "Maybe they're in the dungeon on the

third floor," I said. Michael tried to get her fingerprints, but Little Bo Peep went skipping out of the classroom before he could get a juice box. "That was weird," Emily said.

"What kind of a name is Peep, any- way?" I asked. Miss Daisy read us some nursery rhymes from the Mother Goose book. What kind of a name is Goose, anyway? After a while, this other girl came run- ning into our classroom. She was holding a bucket in her hand. "It's Mrs. Roopy again!" we all shouted. "Who are you now, Mrs. Roopy?" Emily asked. "I'm not Mrs. Roopy," the girl said. "My name is Jill. I ran up a hill with my friend Jack to fetch a pail of water. But Jack fell down and broke his crown. I went run- ning after him, but now I have no idea where he is. Have you seen him?"

"Nope," everybody said. "Try the dungeon on the third floor," I said. "You must be thirsty from all that run- ning," Michael said. "Have some juice." "No time for that," Jill said. "I've got to find Jack." And then she ran out of the classroom. After lunch we were at recess out in the playground when we noticed some- body sitting at the edge of the grass under a tree. We all ran over to investi- gate. It was Mrs. Roopy, of course, dressed up in another silly costume. "Are you Little Bo Peep again?" Emily asked. "Heavens, no!" said Mrs. Roopy. "My