3 Ch3-Fun, Fun, Fun with Miss Small

Chapter 3 Fun, Fun, Fun with Miss Small Miss Small was carrying a basketball, a football, a soccer ball, a kickball, and just about every other kind of ball you could name. She ran out and climbed up on the bleachers. Then she jumped off the bleachers and jumped on one of those little trampolines on the floor.

She did a flip, went flying through the air, and tried to dunk all those balls in the basketball hoop. One or two of them went in, but mostly they went flying all over the place. So did Miss Small. She landed in a heap on the floor.

Miss Small is off the wall! "Are you okay?" we all asked as we gathered around her. I was afraid she might have broken something, because she was just lying there without moving. "I'm fit as a fiddle!" Miss Small replied. "I just wanted to show you how you're not supposed to behave in the gym. In Fizz Ed, safety is our biggest concern." Miss Daisy said she had to go back to class, and she left. Miss Small stood up slowly. It was amazing! Nobody could do anything except stare at her with their mouth open. "Wow!" we all said. The amazing thing was that Miss Small

was really tall! Like, she was a million inches big. Her head just about reached the basketball hoop. It was like a giant had walked into the room. She must be the tallest person in the history of the world! Miss Small was the opposite of her name. It was like a fat guy was named Mr. Thin or a dumb guy was named Mr. Smart or a really handsome guy was

named Mr. Ugly or well, you get the idea. Miss Small blew into the shiny silver whistle that was hanging around her neck. "Hey, kids! Are you ready to have some fun?" "Yeah!" we all hollered. "We're going to have lots of fun in Fizz Ed!" she said. "Fun fun fun, all the time! That's my motto." "What's a motto?" asked Ryan. "I don't know," Miss Small said. "What's a motto with you?" Then she laughed. "Do you like to play games?" Miss Small asked. "I love playing games!"

"I like to play video games," one of the boys said. "Those aren't the kind of games I'm talking about," said Miss Small. "Real games are even more fun. I'm talking about running and jumping and chasing games. We're going to play Red Light Green Light, Red Rover, Spud, Mother May I, Duck Duck Goose...." "Those games are lame," Ryan whis- pered in my ear. "Kids can get hurt when they run and jump and chase each other," said Andrea. "My mother told me to always be careful so I don't get hurt." "Can you possibly be any more