7 A Special Delivery

CHAPTER 7 A SPECIAL DELIVERY FEED ME! Well, I finally write my speech, but then I have to give it. I stand in front of the mirror and start, "Dear voters..." "From the heart," says Eric. "Deeeeer voters..." I sing. "Good," smiles Eric. And he pats me on the back. CHOW!

I puff out my chest, fold my arms, and cross my eyebrows. "Deeeeer voters, I stand before you today, so I'll be tall enough. Tall enough to reach the high office of president—a president of the people, by the people, and for the people. A

president that will stand by you, sit by you, and walk by you—in the cafeteria, in the classroom, in the bathroom, on the playground, I'll be there. So next week—don't be a booby, vote for Hubie." Eric gives me a standing ovation. CLAP CLAP BRAVO!