01 The Mood Ring

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The Mood Ring Judy Moody ate one, two, three bowls of cereal. No prize. She poured four, five, six bowls of cereal. Nothing. Seven. Out fell the Mystery Prize. She ripped open the paper wrapper. A ring! A silver ring with an oogley center. A mood ring! And a little piece of cardboard. WHAT MOOD ARE YOU IN? it asked.

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Judy slid the ring onto her finger. She pressed her thumb to the oogley center. She squeezed her eyes tight. One one-thousand, two onethousand, three one-thousand. She hoped the ring was purple. Purple was the best. Purple was Joyful, On Top of the World. At last, she dared to look. Oh no! She couldn't believe her eyes. The ring was black. She knew

what black meant, even without the directions. Black said Grouchy, Impossible. Black was for a bad, mad mood! Maybe I counted wrong, thought Judy. She closed her eyes and pressed the ring again. She thought only good thoughts this time. Happy thoughts. She thought about the time she and Rocky and Frank put a fake hand in the toilet to play a trick on Stink. She thought about the time she got a picture of her elbow in the newspaper. She thought about the time Class 3T collected enough bottles to plant trees in the rain forest. She thought of purple things. Socks and rocks

and Popsicles. Judy Moody opened her eyes. She flunked! The ring was still black. Could the mood ring be wrong? Judy did not think rings could lie. Especially rings with directions. Judy froze her thumb on an ice cube and pressed the ring's center. Black. She ran her thumb under hot water and pressed it again. Black, black, blacker than black. Not one teeny bit purple. I guess I'm in a bad mood and don't even know it, thought Judy. What could I be mad about? Judy Moody went looking for a bad mood. She found her dad outside, planting fall flower bulbs.