7 I Love Dirt

Chapter 7 I Love Dirt The next day, first thing in the morning, we had show-and-tell. I brought in some of my Matchbox cars. Ryan brought in a model plane he built from a kit. Andrea brought in her parents' video camera that she uses to shoot movies. "Okay," Mr. Granite said after show-and-tell was over. Now we can finally get to our math lesson. Turn to page twenty-three." But we didn't get to our math lesson. Because at that moment, guess who climbed in the window? "Zack!" shouted Mary. "Mary!" shouted Zack. "Not again!" shouted Mr. Granite. "Don't you ever use the door?" "I love you!"

"I love you, too!" Zack and Miss Mary started smooching, like always. Ugh, disgusting! "They are so romantic!" said Andrea. "Hey, I finished writing my song," Zack told Miss Mary. "Do you want to hear it?" "Perhaps you can sing the song after school is over," suggested Mr. Granite. "We really need to work on math." "I want to hear Zack's song now!" whined Miss Mary. "So do we!" all the kids shouted.

"If you don't let Zack sing his song," Miss Mary told Mr. Granite, "I'm going to tell Daddy you're a bad teacher." "Sing the song," Mr. Granite said, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead. "Yay!" everybody cheered. "Can I film you with my video camera?" Andrea asked Zack. "Sure!" he replied. Then he started rapping: "I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt!" Zack motioned for us to chant with him…. "I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt!" Then he started rapping: "Now, some love Ernie,

and some love Bert, And some love Big Bird; but I love dirt!" We all chanted: "I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt!" Then Zack started rapping again: "Now, some love dinner, and some love dessert, And some love breakfast; but I love dirt!" We all chanted: "I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt!" Then Zack started rapping again: "Now, listen to me,' cause I'm an expert.

Don't freak out if you get it on your shirt. I rub it on my face, I love gettin' dirty, And I'll keep doin' it until I turn thirty." We all chanted: "I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt!" Then Zack started rapping again: "So when I'm dead and did my last concert, Throw me in a hole and cover it with dirt." We all chanted: "I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt! I love dirt!" Then Zack started rapping again:

"It doesn't hurt—I love dirt! I'm here to assert—I love dirt! I gotta blurt—I love dirt! Don't mean to be curt—I love dirt! I'm issuing an all points alert—I love dirt!" Zack took a bow. We all cheered and clapped. "That song is awesome!" Miss Mary told Zack. "I wrote it just for you," he replied. "I think I'm going to cry!" said Miss Mary. "That is so romantic!" Andrea said. "Would it be okay if I put this video up on YouTube?" "Sure," said Zack. "That would be cool." "Okay, can we get back to math now?" Mr. Granite said. He told us to open our math books to