Magic School Bus Fixes a Bone

It's fun to be in Ms. Frixzle's class. Sometimes we go on trips in the Magic Sehool Bs. But today we are having a Halloween party. We will have a good time. OUR ROON WELL LOOK SPOCKT OUR LESSONS WILL BE SPOOKY, TOO

“ Time to learn about bones, " says Ms. Frizzle. “ What about our room?” Tim asks. “ We want it to be scary, " D. A. adds. “ Do you think skeletons are scary?" asks the Friz. Ms. Frizzle points to our skeleton. “ We can learn a lot from Mr. Bones, " she says. THE FRIZ IS SERIOUS ABOUT SCIENCE. NO BONES ABOUT IT.

Carlos pins a spider to the wall. He rushes to his seat. Uh-oh! Carlos does not watch where he is going. Poor Mr. Bones! CRASH! OOPS! YIKES! Mr. Bones gets up all by himself. He is amazing! CLASS, MR. BONES IS VERY SPECIAL. THANK YOU, MS. FRIZZLE.

Our class skeleton can talk! “ Are you okay, Mr. Bones?” Ms. Frizzle asks. Carlos looks worried. I THINK I BROKE MY HUMERUS. HE THINKS IT'S HUMOROUS? A BROKEN BONE ISN'T FUNNY! THIS IS THE HUMERUS. SAY: HEW-MUH-RUSS. “ We have to help him, ” Carlos declares. “ To the bus, class! " calls the Friz. “ You rest here, Mr. Bones. We'll be right back. ” WE CAN'T LEAVE HIM. WE'LL SEE HIM AGAIN SOON. YEAH, I FEEL IT IN MY BONES.

We climb on the bus. It starts to shrink. We get smaller and smaller. We whiz back into the classroom. HERE WE GO AGAIN. ANOTHER CLASS TRIP. I ALREADY TRIPPED ONCE TODAY