7 Ch7-Fizz Ed Is Dumb

Chapter 7 Fizz Ed Is Dumb "Okay, everybody, it's time to line up," Miss Daisy announced later in the week. "Line up for what?" we all asked. "Fizz Ed!" Miss Daisy said. "Yippee!" shouted all the girls. "Boo!" shouted all the boys. "What's the matter?" Miss Daisy asked.

"I thought you boys would love Fizz Ed." "Fizz Ed is dumb," I told her. "All we do is balance feathers and square-dance." Miss Daisy said we had to go to Fizz Ed anyway, and we walked a million hun- dred miles to the gym. Emily was the line leader, and I was the door holder. "Good morning, boys and girls," said Miss Small. "Today we are going to do something really exciting. We're going to learn how to juggle scarves!" "What!" I said, "You've gotta be kidding!" But she wasn't. Miss Small grabbed a bunch of colorful scarves and gave three of them to each of us. Then she put on a little demonstration.

First she threw one scarf up in the air. Then she threw another one up in the air. Then she threw the third one up in the air. Then she caught the first one as it was falling and threw it back up in the air again. And she kept doing that with all three scarves over and over. It looked pretty cool, I had to admit. "How can you juggle three scarves with just two hands?" I asked. "It's easy because the scarves float in the air," Miss Small said. "This will improve your eye-hand coordination. With a little practice, you'll be able to juggle three balls, or three clubs, or three of just about anything."

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Miss Small blew her whistle and told us to give it a try. I threw a scarf up in the air, and then I threw another one. By the time I threw the third scarf up in the air, the first scarf had already fallen on the floor and the second scarf had landed on my head. "My scarves are busted," I complained. "They don't float long enough. I need another set of scarves." Miss Small gave me three more scarves, but the same thing happened. Every time I tried to grab a scarf out of the air, the other two were on the ground already. Juggling scarves was dumb, I decided.

It wasn't a sport. They don't have any World Series for scarf juggling. There's no scarf-juggling Super Bowl. They don't give out any medals for scarf juggling in the Olympics. Juggling scarves was just about as dumb as curling. I looked around to see how Ryan and Michael were doing. They weren't very good at juggling the dumb scarves either. In fact, there was only one kid in the whole class who was keeping all three scarves up in the air. Andrea Young! "Way to go, Andrea!" yelled Miss Small. "You have excellent eye-hand coordina- tion." Then she gave Andrea some