Arthur's Camp-Out

Arthur's Camp-Out

Chapter 1

It was spring vacation. Mother and Father were away. The baby-sitter was sweeping the porch. Violet was in the yard picking dandelions. Arthur was lying on the grass. “ Come 'look at this bug, ” said Violet. " It looks like a twig. "

" It's a walkingstick, " said Arthur. “ We studied them in science. " Arthur yawned and rolled over. " I wish I had something to do. " " I will tell you what you can do, " called the baby-sitter. " You can clean up the yard. " “ That's nothing to do, " said Arthur. “ Yes, it is, " said the baby-sitter. “ You can pick up all the broken branches and twigs. ”

" But not my walkingstick twig, ” said Violet. “ He will not know the difference, " said Arthur. " He might, " said Violet. " No, he won't, " said Arthur. " You never studied science. So you don't know. ”

“ Yes, I did, ” said Violet. “ My teacher put some cocoons in glass jars. After a while, moths came out. " “ That's baby science, ” said Arthur. “ I mean real science, like going on field trips and collecting specimens. ” “ How about collecting some trash specimens, " said the baby-sitter. She gave Arthur a big trash bag. “ Phooey, " said Arthur. “ Why can't I do something fun?"