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I’mveryexcitedthatyou’reholdingtheKindleeditionof
DiaryofaWimpyKidinyourhands.
WhenIreadmyfirste-bookonaKindle,Iwasamazedat
thepossibilities.Carryingawholelibraryaroundwithmeona
deviceIcouldfitinthepalmofmyhand?Amazing.
What’sbeenveryrewardingtomeasanauthorhasbeen
seeingkidscarryingtheirdog-earedcopiesofDiaryofa
WimpyKidwiththem.TheKindleallowskidstohavethe
wholeseriesattheirfingertips,andthereadingexperience
iscrispandcleaneverytime...withnochanceoftoday's
breakfaststainingthepages.
ThankyouforpurchasingDiaryofaWimpyKidonyour
Kindle.Ihopeitgivesyoulotsoflaughsandyouhaveas
muchfunreadingitasIdidwritingit.
Tuesday
Firstofall,letmegetsomethingstraight:This
isaJournal,notadiary.Iknowwhatit
saysonthecover,butwhenMomwentoutto
buythisthingIspecificallytoldherto
getonethatdidn’tsay“diary”onit.
Great.AllIneedisforsomejerktocatchme
carryingthisbookaroundandgetthewrongidea.
TheotherthingIwanttoclearuprightaway
Sissy!
isthatthiswasmom’sidea,notmine.
ButifshethinksI’mgoingtowritedownmy
“feelings”inhereorwhatever,she’scrazy.So
justdon’texpectmetobeall“DearDiary”this
and“DearDiary”that.
2
TheonlyreasonIagreedtodothisatallis
becauseIfigurelateronwhenI’mrichand
famous,I’llhavebetterthingstodothan
answerpeople’sstupidquestionsalldaylong.So
thisbookisgonnacomeinhandy.
LikeIsaid,I’llbefamousoneday,butfornow
Gregory!tellusaboutyour
childhood!
Wereyoualwayssosmart
andhandsome?
Here’smyjournal.
Nowshoo,shoo.
Flash
3
LetmejustsayfortherecordthatIthink
middleschoolisthedumbestideaeverinvented.
Yougotkidslikemewhohaven’thittheir
growthspurtyetmixedinwiththesegorillaswho
needtoshavetwiceaday.
Andthentheywonderwhybullyingissuchabig
probleminmiddleschool.
Ifitwasuptome,gradelevelswouldbebased
Outtamyway,runts!
4
Todayisthefirstdayofschool,andrightnow
we’rejustwaitingaroundfortheteachertohurry
upandfinishtheseatingchart.SoIfiguredI
mightaswellwriteinthisbooktopassthetime.
Bytheway,letmegiveyousomegoodadvice.On
thefirstdayofschool,yougottoberealcareful
whereyousit.Youwalkintotheclassroomandjust
plunkyourstuffdownonanyolddeskandthe
nextthingyouknowtheteacherissaying—Sointhisclass,IgotstuckwithChrisHosey
in
frontofmeandLionelJamesinbackofme.Ihopeyoualllike
whereyou’resitting,becausetheseareyour
permanentseats.
Gaah!
5
JasonBrillcameinlateandalmostsattomy
right,butluckilyIstoppedthatfromhappening
atthelastsecond.
Nextperiod,Ishouldjustsitinthemiddleofa
bunchofhotgirlsassoonasIstepinthe
room.ButIguessifIdothat,itjustproves
Ididn’tlearnanythingfromlastyear.
Isthisseat
taken? YES!YES!
Greg,willyoupleasepassthisnoteto Why,
6
Man,Idon’tknowwhatisupwithgirlsthese
days.Itusedtobeawholelotsimplerbackin
elementaryschool.Thedealwas,ifyouwerethe
fastestrunnerinyourclass,yougotallthegirls.
Andinthefifthgrade,thefastestrunnerwas
RonnieMcCoy.
Nowadays,it’sawholelotmorecomplicated.Now
it’saboutthekindofclothesyouwearorhow
richyouareorifyouhaveacutebuttorwhatever.
AndkidslikeRonnieMcCoyarescratchingtheir
headswonderingwhattheheckhappened.
ThemostpopularboyinmygradeisBryce
Anderson.Thethingthatreallystinksisthat
Ihavealwaysbeenintogirls,butkidslike
Brycehaveonlycomearoundinthelastcouple
ofyears.
7
IrememberhowBryceusedtoactbackin
elementaryschool.
ButofcoursenowIdon’tgetanycreditfor
stickingwiththegirlsallthistime.
LikeIsaid,Bryceisthemostpopularkidinour
grade,sothatleavesalltherestofusguys
scramblingfortheotherspots.
ThebestIcanfigureisthatI’msomewhere
Girlsarestinkypoos!
Yeah!
Idon’tthinkgirlsare
stinkypoos!
around52ndor53rdmostpopularthisyear.
ButthegoodnewsisthatI’mabouttomove
uponespotbecauseCharlieDaviesisaboveme,
andhe’sgettinghisbracesnextweek.
8
Itrytoexplainallthispopularitystufftomy
friendRowley(whoisprobablyhoveringright
aroundthe150mark,bytheway),butIthink
itjustgoesinoneearandouttheotherwithhim.
TodaywehadPhysEd,sothefirstthingI
didwhenIgotoutsidewassneakofftothe
basketballcourttoseeiftheCheesewasstill
there.Andsureenough,itwas.
Wednesday
9
ThatpieceofCheesehasbeensittingonthe
blacktopsincelastspring.Iguessitmust’ve
droppedoutofsomeone’ssandwichorsomething.
Afteracoupleofdays,theCheesestartedgetting
allmoldyandnasty.Nobodywouldplaybasketballon
thecourtwheretheCheesewas,eventhoughthat
wastheonlycourtthathadahoopwithanet.
Thenoneday,thiskidnamedDarrenWalsh
touchedtheCheesewithhisfinger,andthat’s
whatstartedthisthingcalledtheCheeseTouch.
It’sbasicallyliketheCooties.Ifyougetthe
CheeseTouch,you’restuckwithituntilyou
passitontosomeoneelse.
Scream!
Butit’snotthateasyrememberingtokeepyour
fingerscrossedeverymomentoftheday.Iended
uptapingminetogethersothey’dstaycrossed
allthetime.IgotaDinhandwriting,butit
wastotallyworthit.
ThisonekidnamedAbeHallgottheCheese
TouchinApril,andnobodywouldevencomenear
himfortherestoftheyear.ThissummerAbe
movedawaytoCaliforniaandtooktheCheese
Touchwithhim.
Ijusthopesomeonedoesn’tstarttheCheese
Touchupagain,becauseIdon’tneedthatkind
ofstressinmylifeanymore.
Thursday
I’mhavingaseriouslyhardtimegettingused
tothefactthatsummerisoverandIhaveto
getoutofbedeverymorningtogotoschool.
Mysummerdidnotexactlygetofftoagreat
start,thankstomyolderbrotherRodrick.
Acoupleofdaysintosummervacation,Rodrick
wokemeupinthemiddleofthenight.Hetold
meIsleptthroughthewholesummer,butthat
luckilyIwokeupjustintimeforthefirst
dayofschool.
YoumightthinkIwasprettydumbforfalling
forthatone,butRodrickwasdressedupinhis
schoolclothesandhesetmyalarmclockaheadto
makeitlooklikeitwasthemorning.Plus,he
closedmycurtainssoIcouldn’tseethatitwas
Shoot.
stilldarkout.
AfterRodrickwokemeup,Ijustgotdressedand
wentdownstairstomakemyselfsomebreakfast,
likeIdoeverymorningonaschoolday.
ButIguessImusthavemadeaprettybig
racketbecausethenextthingIknew,Dadwas
downstairs,yellingatmeforeatingCheeriosat
3:00inthemorning.
Ittookmeaminutetofigureoutwhattheheck
wasgoingon.
AfterIdid,ItoldDadthatRodrickhad
playedatrickonme,andHewastheonethat
shouldbegettingyelledat.
Dadwalkeddowntothebasementtochew
Rodrickout,andItaggedalong.Icouldn’t
waittoseeRodrickgetwhatwascomingtohim.
ButRodrickcovereduphistracksprettygood.
Andtothisday,I’msureDadthinksI’ve
gotascrewlooseorsomething.
Todayatschoolwegotassignedtoreadinggroups.
Theydon’tcomerightoutandtellyouif
you’reintheGiftedgrouportheEasygroup,
butyoucanfigureitoutrightawaybylooking
Friday
IwasprettydisappointedtofindoutIgot
putintheGiftedgroup,becausethatjustmeans
alotofextrawork.
Whentheydidthescreeningattheendoflast
year,IdidmybesttomakesureIgotputin
theEasygroupthisyear.
Fredpickedupthebuh…bah…
bee…
The“book.”
Whew.thanks!
Momisrealtightwithourprincipal,soI’ l lbet
shesteppedinandmadesureIgotputinthe
Giftedgroupagain.
MomisalwayssayingI’masmartkid,butthat
Ijustdon’t“apply”myself.
Butifthere’sonethingIlearnedfromRodrick,
it’stosetpeople’sexpectationsreallowsoyou
endupsurprisingthembypracticallydoing
nothingatall.
Rodrick,IwantyourdirtyunderwearoffthekitchentablebeforeIgethome
fromwork.
Grunt
Later…
Actually,I’mkindofgladmyplantogetput
intheEasygroupdidn’twork.
Isawacoupleofthe“BinkSaysBoo”kids
holdingtheirbooksupsidedown,andIdon’t
thinktheywerejoking.
Well,thefirstweekofschoolisfinallyover,so
todayIsleptin.
MostkidswakeupearlyonSaturdaytowatch
cartoonsorwhatever,butnotme.Theonlyreason
Igetoutofbedatallonweekendsisbecause
eventually,Ican’tstandthetasteofmyown
breathanymore.
Saturday
Unfortunately,Dadwakesupat6:00inthe
morningnomatterwhatdayoftheweekit
is,andheisnotrealconsiderateofthefact
thatIamtryingtoenjoymySaturdaylike
anormalperson.
Ididn’thaveanythingtodotodaysoIjust
headeduptoRowley’shouse.
Vroom
Rowleyistechnicallymybestfriend,butthatis
definitelysubjecttochange.
I’vebeenavoidingRowleysincethefirstdayof
school,whenhedidsomethingthatreally
annoyedme.
Weweregettingourstufffromourlockersat
theendoftheday,andRowleycameuptome
andsaid—IhavetoldRowleyatleastabilliontimesthat
nowthatwe’reinmiddleschool,you’resupposed
tosay“hangout,”not“play.”Butnomatter
howmanynoogiesIgivehim,healwaysforgets
thenexttime.
WanttocomeovertomyhouseandPlaayyy?
I’vebeentryingtobealotmorecarefulabout
myimageeversinceIgottomiddleschool.But
havingRowleyaroundisdefinitelynothelping.
ImetRowleyafewyearsagowhenhemoved
intomyneighborhood.
Hismomboughthimthisbookcalled“Howto
MakeFriendsinNewPlaces,”andhecameto
myhousetryingallthesedumbgimmicks.
KnockKnock!
Thermos!
Thermosbesomewaytotickle
yourfunnybone!
Huh?
Excuseme?
Saywhat?
IguessIkindoffeltsorryforRowley,andI
decidedtotakehimundermywing.
It’sbeengreathavinghimaround,mostlybecause
IgettouseallthetricksRodrickpullsonme.
Didyouknowthatifyourhandisbiggerthanyourfaceit’sa
signof“lowintelligence”?
Really?
Ha!gotcha!
Whap!
ButdoIhave“low
YouknowhowIsaidIplayallsortsofpranks
onRowley?Well,Ihavealittlebrothernamed
Manny,andIcouldnevergetawaywith
pullinganyofthatstuffonhim.
MomandDadprotectMannylikehe’saprinceor
something.Andhenevergetsintrouble,evenif
hereallydeservesit.
Yesterday,Mannydrewaself-portraitonmy
bedroomdoorinpermanentmarker.Ithought
MomandDadwerereallygoingtolethimhave
it,butasusual,Iwaswrong.
Monday
Awwww…
Butthethingthatbugsmethemostabout
Mannyisthenicknamehehasforme.Whenhe
wasababy,hecouldn’tpronounce“brother,”
sohestartedcallingme“Bubby.”Andhe
stillcallsmethatnow,eventhoughIkeep
tryingtogetMomandDadtomakehimstop.
Luckilynoneofmyfriendshavefoundoutyet,
butbelieveme,Ihavehadsomereallyclosecalls.
Happybirthday,Greg
Hey,thisonesaysit’sto
“bubby”!
MommakesmehelpMannygetreadyforschoolin
themorning.AfterImakeMannyhisbreakfast,
hecarrieshiscerealbowlintothefamilyroomand
sitsonhisplasticpotty.
Andwhenit’stimeforhimtogotodaycare,he
getsupanddumpswhateverhedidn’teatrightin
thetoilet.
“C”isforcookieandcookieis
forme!
Ha!
Dump
Momisalwaysgettingonmeaboutnotfinishing
mybreakfast.Butifshehadtoscrapecorn
flakesoutofthebottomofaplasticpotty
everymorning,shewouldn’thavemuchofan
appetiteeither.
Idon’tknowifImentionedthisbefore,butI
amsupergoodatvideogames.I’ l lbetI
couldbeatanyoneinmygradehead-to-head.
Unfortunately,Daddoesnotexactlyappreciate
myskills.He’salwaysgettingonmeaboutgoing
outanddoingsomething“active.”
SotonightafterdinnerwhenDadstarted
hasslingmeaboutgoingoutside,Itriedto
explainhowwithvideogames,youcanplaysports
likefootballandsoccer,andyoudon’tevengetall
hotandsweaty.
Tuesday
Dadisaprettysmartguyingeneralbutwhen
itcomestocommonsense,sometimesIwonder
abouthim.
I’msureDadwoulddismantlemygamesystem
ifhecouldfigureouthowtodoit.Butluckily,
thepeoplewhomakethesethingsmakethem
parent-proof.
Slam
Dagnabthesefancy
gadgets!
EverytimeDadkicksmeoutofthehousetodo
somethingsporty,IjustgouptoRowley’sand
playmyvideogamesthere.
Unfortunately,theonlygamesIcanplayat
Rowley’sarecar-racinggamesandstufflikethat.
BecausewheneverIbringagameuptoRowley’s
house,hisdadlooksituponsomeparents’Web
site.Andifmygamehasanykindoffighting
orviolenceinit,hewon’tletusplay.
Hmmmm…
I’mgettingalittlesickofplayingFormulaOne
RacingwithRowley,becausehe’snotaserious
gamerlikeme.Allthatyouhavetodotobeat
Rowleyisnameyourcarsomethingridiculousat
thebeginningofthegame.
AndthenwhenyoupassRowley’scar,hejust
fallstopieces.
Anyway,afterIgotdonemoppingthefloor
withRowleytoday,Iheadedhome.Iran
throughtheneighbor’ssprinkleracoupletimesto
makeitlooklikeIwasallsweaty,andthat
seemedtodothetrickforDad.
Badfartahead! Bwaahahaha!
Wednesday
Butmytrickkindofbackfired,becauseassoon
asMomsawme,shemademegoupstairsand
takeashower.
IguessDadmusthavebeenprettyhappywith
himselfformakingmegooutsideyesterday,
becausehediditagaintoday.
It’sgettingreallyannoyingtohavetogoupto
Rowley’severytimeIwanttoplayavideogame.
There’sthisweirdkidnamedFregleywholives
halfwaybetweenmyhouseandRowley’s,and
Fregleyisalwayshangingoutinhisfrontyard.
Soit’sprettyhardtoavoidhim.
Wannaseemy“secretFreckle”?
Um…Nothanks.
FregleyisinmyPhysEdclassatschool,andhe
hasthiswholemade-uplanguage.Likewhenhe
needstogotothebathroom,hesays—UskidshaveprettymuchfiguredFregleyoutby
now,butIdon’tthinktheteachershavereally
caughtonyet.Juice!
juuuice!!!
Ok,kid…geewhiz!
Today,IprobablywouldhavegoneuptoRowley’s
onmyownanyway,becausemybrotherRodrick
andhisbandwerepracticingdowninthebasement.
Rodrick’sbandisreallyawful,andIcan’t
standbeinghomewhenthey’rehavingrehearsals.
Hisbandiscalled“LoadedDiaper,”onlyit’s
spelled“LödedDiper”onRodrick’svan.
Youmightthinkhespelleditthatwaytomakeit
lookcooler,butIbetifyoutoldRodrickhow
“LoadedDiaper”isreallyspelled,itwouldbenews
tohim.
LÖdeddiper
DadwasagainsttheideaofRodrickstartinga
band,butMomwasallforit.
She’stheonewhoboughtRodrickhisfirst
drumset.
IthinkMomhasthisideathatwe’reallgoing
tolearntoplayinstrumentsandthenbecomeone
ofthosefamilybandslikeyouseeontv.
Dadreallyhatesheavymetal,andthat’sthe
kindofmusicRodrickandhisbandplay.Idon’t
thinkMomreallycareswhatRodrickplaysorlistens
to,becausetoher,allmusicisthesame.In
fact,earliertoday,Rodrickwaslisteningtoone
ofhisCDsinthefamilyroom,andMomcamein
ThatreallybuggedRodrick,sohedroveoffto
thestoreandcamebackfifteenminuteslater
withsomeheadphones.Andthatprettymuch
tookcareoftheproblem.
YesterdayRodrickgotanewheavymetalCD,
andithadoneofthose“ParentalWarning”
stickersonit.
Ihavenevergottentolistentooneofthose
ParentalWarningCDs,becauseMomandDadnever
Thursday
letmebuythematthemall.SoIrealizedtheonly
wayIwasgonnagetachancetolistento
Rodrick’sCDwasifIsnuckitoutofthehouse.
Thismorning,afterRodrickleft,IcalledupRowley
andtoldhimtobringhisCDplayertoschool.
ThenIwentdowntoRodrick’sroomandtook
theCDoffhisrack.
You’renotallowedtobringpersonalmusicplayers
toschool,sowehadtowaittouseituntilafter
lunchwhentheteachersletusoutside.Assoon
aswegotthechance,meandRowleysnuck
aroundthebackoftheschoolandloadedup
Rodrick’sCD.
ButRowleyforgottoputbatteriesinhisCD
player,soitwasprettymuchworthless.
ThenIcameupwiththisgreatideaforagame.
Theobjectwastoputtheheadphonesonyour
headandthentrytoshakethemoffwithout
usingyourhands.
Thewinnerwaswhoevercouldshaketheheadphones
offintheshortestamountoftime.
Ihadtherecordwithsevenandahalfseconds,
butIthinkImighthaveshooksomeofmy
fillingsloosewiththatone.
Rightinthemiddleofourgame,Mrs.Craigcame
aroundthecornerandcaughtusred-handed.She
tookthemusicplayerawayfrommeandstarted
chewingusout.
ButIthinkshehadthewrongideaaboutwhat
weweredoingbackthere.Shestartedtellingus
howrockandrollis“evil”andhowit’sgoingto
ruinourbrains.
Iwasgoingtotellherthatthereweren’teven
anybatteriesintheCDplayer,butIcouldtell
she
didn’twanttobeinterrupted.SoIjustwaited
untilshewasdone,andthenIsaid,“Yes,ma’am.”
ButrightwhenMrs.Craigwasabouttoletus
go,Rowleystartedblubberingabouthowhedoesn’t
wantrockandrolltoruinhis“brains.”
Well,nowI’vegoneanddoneit.
Lastnight,aftereveryonewasinbed,Isnuck
downstairstolistentoRodrick’sCDonthe
stereointhefamilyroom.
IputRodrick’snewheadphonesonandcranked
upthevolumereallyhigh.ThenIhit“play.”
Friday
First,letmejustsayIcandefinitelyunderstand
whytheyputthat“ParentalWarning”sticker
ontheCD.
ButIonlygottohearaboutthirtysecondsof
thefirstsongbeforeIgotinterrupted.
ItturnsoutIdidn’thavetheheadphonesplugged
intothestereo.Sothemusicwasactuallycoming
throughthespeakers,nottheheadphones.
Dadmarchedmeuptomyroomandshutthe
doorbehindhim,andthenhesaid—
Let’syouandmehaveatalk,
WheneverDadsays“friend”thatway,youknow
you’reintrouble.ThefirsttimeDadeversaid
“friend”likethattome,Ididn’tgetthathewas
beingsarcastic.SoIkindofletmyguarddown.
Idon’tmakethatmistakeanymore.
Tonight,Dadyelledatmeforabouttenminutes,
andthenIguesshedecidedhe’dratherbeinbed
thanstandinginmyroominhisunderwear.He
Friend=Good
toldmeIwasgroundedfromplayingvideogames
fortwoweeks,whichisaboutwhatIexpected.
IguessIshouldbegladthat’sallhedid.
ThegoodthingaboutDadisthatwhenhegets
mad,hecoolsoffrealquick,andthenit’sover.
Usually,ifyoumessupinfrontofDad,hejust
throwswhateverhe’sgotinhishandsatyou.
Goodtimetoscrewup:
Badtimetoscrewup:
Kick
Kick
Momhasatotallydifferentstylewhenit
comestopunishment.IfyoumessupandMom
catchesyou,thefirstthingshedoesistotake
afewdaystofigureoutwhatyourpunishment
shouldbe.
Andwhileyou’rewaiting,youdoallthesenice
thingstotrytogetoffeasier.
Butthenafterafewdays,rightwhenyou
forgetyou’reintrouble,that’swhenshelaysit
onyou.
Ijustdustedthedining
roomfortheheckofit!
Howthoughtful
ofyou!
Areyouhavingfun?
Thisvideogamebanisawholelottougherthan
Ithoughtitwouldbe.ButatleastI’mnotthe
onlyoneinthefamilywho’sintrouble.
Rodrick’sinsomehotwaterwithMomrightnow,
too.MannygotaholdofoneofRodrick’sheavy
metalmagazines,andoneofthepageshada
pictureofawomaninabikinilyingacrossthe
hoodofacar.AndthenMannybroughtitinto
daycareforshow-and-tell.
Monday
Anyway,Idon’tthinkMomwastoohappyabout
gettingthatphonecall.
Isawthemagazinemyself,andithonestlywasn’t
anythingtogetworkedupover.ButMomdoesn’t
allowthatkindofstuffinthehouse.
Rodrick’spunishmentwasthathehadtoanswer
abunchofquestionsMomwroteoutforhim.
Did owning this magazinemake you a better person?
No.Did it make you morepopular at school?
No.
How do you feel about havingowned this type ofmagazinenow?
Ifeelashamed.
Ifeelashamed.Do you have anything youwant to say to women forhaving owned thisoffensivemagazine?
I’msorrywomen.
Wednesday
I’mstillgroundedfromplayingvideogames,so
Mannyhasbeenusingmysystem.Momwentoutand
boughtawholebunchofeducationalvideogames,
andwatchingMannyplaythemisliketorture.
ThegoodnewsisthatIfinallyfiguredouthow
togetsomeofmygamespastRowley’sdad.I
justputoneofmydiscsinManny’s“Discovering
Whatnumbercomesafter
twoandrhymeswith“tree”?
Hmm…
Three!three!
ThursdayAtschooltoday,theyannouncedthatstudentgovernmentelectionsarecomingup.Tobehonestwithyou,I’veneverhadanyinterestinstudentgovernment.ButwhenIstartedthinkingaboutit,IrealizedgettingelectedTreasurercouldtotallychangemysituationatschool.
wecheerleadersaretiredof
ridingtogamesinthe
samebusasthenerdsinthe
band!
hmm...let
meseewhaticando...
treasurer
Andevenbetter...
NobodyeverthinksaboutrunningforTreasurer,
becauseallanyoneevercaresaboutarethebig-
ticketpositionslikePresidentandVicePresident.
SoIfigureifIsignuptomorrow,the
Treasurerjobisprettymuchmineforthetaking.
wejocksjustneedanairpumptoinflateouronlyfootball.
yeahhhh...sorry.can’t
helpyouwiththat.
treasurer
Friday
Today,Iwentandputmynameonthelistto
runforTreasurer.Unfortunately,thiskidnamed
MartyPorterisrunningforTreasurer,too,and
he’srealbrainyatmath.Sothismightnotbeas
easyasIthought.
ItoldDadthatIwasrunningforstudent
government,andheseemedprettyexcited.It
turnsoutheranforstudentgovernmentwhen
hewasmyage,andheactuallywon.
Daddugthroughsomeoldboxesinthebasement
andfoundoneofhiscampaignposters.
integrityhonesty
know-how
voteFrankHeffley
for
secretary
Ithoughttheposterideawasprettygood,so
IaskedDadtodrivemetothestoretoget
somesupplies.Iloadeduponposterboardand
markers,andIspenttherestofthenight
makingallmycampaignstuff.Solet’sjusthope
theseposterswork.
Monday
Ibroughtmypostersintoschooltoday,andI
havetosay,theycameoutprettygood.
DoYouWantmartyporter
tobeyourtreasurer?
darr... hey,you’redroppingallourmoney,youfool!
Rememberinsecondgradehow
IstartedhangingmypostersupassoonasI
gotin.Buttheywereonlyupforaboutthree
minutesbeforeVicePrincipalRoyspottedthem.
Mr.Roysaidyouweren’tallowedtowrite
“fabrications”abouttheothercandidates.SoI
toldMr.Roythatthethingabouttheheadlice
wastrue,andhowitpracticallycloseddownthe
wholeschoolwhenithappened.
Buthetookdownallmypostersanyway.Sotoday,
MartyPorterwasgoingaroundhandingoutlollipops
tobuyhimselfvoteswhilemypostersweresittingat
thebottomofMr.Roy’strashcan.Iguessthis
meansmypoliticalcareerisofficiallyover.
October
Monday
Well,it’sfinallyOctober,andthereareonly
thirtydaysleftuntilHalloween.Halloweenis
myfAVoriteholiday,eventhoughMomsays
I’mgettingtoooldtogotrick-or-treating
anymore.
HalloweenisDad’sfavoriteholiday,too,butfor
adifferentreason.OnHalloweennight,while
alltheotherparentsarehandingoutcandy,
Dadishidinginthebusheswithabigtrash
canfullofwater.
Andifanyteenagerspassbyourdriveway,he
drenchesthem.
yaaargh!
I’mnotsureDadreallyunderstandstheconcept
ofHalloween.ButI’mnotgonnabetheonewho
spoilshisfun.
TonightwastheopeningnightoftheCrossland
HighSchoolhauntedhouse,andIgotMomto
agreetotakemeandRowley.
RowleyshowedupatmyhousewearinghisHalloween
costumefromlastyear.WhenIcalledhimearlier
Itoldhimtojustwearregularclothes,butof
coursehedidn’tlisten.
trickortreat!
heh,heh.
Itriednottoletitbothermetoomuch,though.
I’veneverbeenallowedtogototheCrossland
hauntedhousebefore,andIwasn’tgoingtolet
Rowleyruinitforme.Rodrickhastoldmeall
aboutit,andI’vebeenlookingforwardtothis
foraboutthreeyears.
Anyway,whenwegottotheentrance,I
startedhavingsecondthoughtsaboutgoingin.
goodeeeveninggg.
ButMomseemedlikeshewasinahurrytogetthis
overwith,andshemovedusalong.Oncewewere
throughthegate,itwasonescareafteranother.
Therewerevampiresjumpingoutatyouandpeople
withoutheadsandallsortsofcrazystuff.
ButtheworstpartwasthisareacalledChainsaw
Alley.Therewasthisbigguyinahockeymask
andhehadareAlchainsaw.Rodricktoldme
thechainsawhasarubberblade,butIwasn’t
takinganychances.
Right when it looked like the chainsaw guy
was going to catch us,Mom stepped in and
bailed us out.
that’snotnice!
i’msorry,ma’am!
Mommadethechainsawguyshowuswherethe
exitwas,andthatwastheendofourhaunted
houseexperiencerightthere.Iguessitwasa
littleembarrassingwhenMomdidthat,butI’m
willingtoletitgothisonetime.
Saturday
TheCrosslandhauntedhousereallygotmethinking.
Thoseguyswerechargingfivebucksapop,and
thelinestretchedhalfwayaroundtheschool.
Idecidedtomakeahauntedhouseofmyown.
Actually,IhadtobringRowleyinonthedeal,
becauseMomwouldn’tletmeconvertourfirst
floorintoafull-outhauntedmansion.
IknewRowley’sdadwouldn’tbecrazyaboutthe
idea,either,sowedecidedtobuildthehaunted
houseinhisbasementandjustnotmentionitto
hisparents.
MeandRowleyspentmostofthedaycomingup
withanawesomeplanforourhauntedhouse.
Herewasourfinalplan:hallof
screamslakeof
blood
bottom-lesspitrat
tunnel
mazeof1,000
skullsdeathslideknife
alleyacidlake
handhall exit
Idon’tmeantobragoranything,butwhat
wecameupwithwasWAybetterthanthe
CrosslandHighSchoolhauntedhouse.
Werealizedweweregonnaneedtogettheword
I’lladmitmaybewestretchedthetruthalittle
inouradvertisement,butwehadtomakesure
peopleactuallyshowedup.
haunted
houseouch.
withlivesharks!
aroundtheneighborhoodandgotbackto
Rowley’sbasement,itwasalready2:30,andwe
hadn’tevenstartedputtingtheactualhaunted
housetogetheryet.
Sowehadtocutsomecornersfromour
originalplan.
When3:00rolledaround,welookedoutsideto
seeifanyonehadshowedup.Andsureenough,
therewereabouttwentyneighborhoodkidswaiting
inlineoutsideRowley’sbasement.
Now,Iknowourflyerssaidadmissionwasfifty
cents,butIcouldseethatwehadachanceto
makeakillinghere.
SoItoldthekidsthatadmissionwastwobucks,
andthefifty-centthingwasjustatypo.
Thefirstkidtocoughuphistwobuckswas
ShaneSnella.Hepaidhismoneyandwelethim
inside,andmeandRowleytookourpositionsin
theHallofScreams.
TheHallofScreamswasbasicallyabedwithme
andRowleyoneithersideofit.
rah! rah!
squeal!
IguessmaybewemadetheHallofScreamsa
littletooscary,becausehalfwaythrough,Shane
curledupinaballunderneaththebed.Wetried
togethimtocrawloutfromunderthere,but
hewouldn’tbudge.
Istartedthinkingaboutallthemoneywewere
losingwiththiskidclogginguptheHallofScreams,
andIknewwehadtogethimoutofthere,quick.
Eventually,Rowley’sdadcamedownstairs.At
firstIwashappytoseehim,becauseIthought
hecouldhelpusdragShaneoutfromunderthe
bedandgetourhauntedhousecrankingagain.
ButRowley’sdadwasn’treallyinahelpfulmood.
pokepoke
Rowley’sdadwantedtoknowwhatwewere
doing,andwhyShaneSnellawascurledupunder
thebed.
Wetoldhimthatthebasementwasahaunted
house,andthatShaneSnellaactuallyPAiD
forustodothistohim.ButRowley’sdaddidn’t
believeus.
Iadmitthatifyoulookedaround,itdidn’t
reallylooklikeahauntedhouse.Allwehadtime
toputtogetherwastheHallofScreamsandthe
LakeofBlood,whichwasjustRowley’sold
babypoolwithhalfabottleofketchupinit.
ItriedtoshowRowley’sdadouroriginalplan
toprovethatwereallywererunningalegitimate
operation,buthestilldidn’tseemconvinced.
Andtomakealongstoryshort,thatwasthe
endofourhauntedhouse.
Thegoodnewsis,sinceRowley’sdaddidn’t
believeus,hedidn’tmakeusrefundShane’s
money.Soatleastweclearedtwobuckstoday.
Sunday
Rowleyendedupgettinggroundedforthatwhole
hauntedhousemessyesterday.He’snotallowedto
watchtvforaweek,andhe’snotallowedto
havemeoverathishouseduringthattime.
Thatlastpartreallyisn’tfair,becausethat’s
punishingme,andIdidn’tevendoanything
wrong.AndnowwhereamIsupposedtoplay
myvideogames?
Anyway,IfeltkindofbadforRowley.So
tonight,Itriedtomakeituptohim.Iturned
ononeofRowley’sfavoritetvshows,andI
didaplay-by-playoverthephonesohecould
kindofexperienceitthatway.
Ididmybesttokeepupwithwhatwasgoingon
onthescreen,buttobehonestwithyou,I’m
notsureifRowleywasgettingthefulleffect.
ibetthispartis
gonnabefunny.
whup!haha!iwasright!
itwasfunny.
Tuesday
Well,Rowley’sgroundingisfinallyover,andjust
intimeforHalloween,too.Iwentuptohis
housetocheckouthiscostume,andIhaveto
admit,I’malittlejealous.
Rowley’sMomgothimthisknightcostumethat’s
WAycoolerthanhiscostumefromlastyear.
Hisknightoutfitcamewithahelmetandashield
andarealswordandeVerytHinG.
I’veneverhadastore-boughtcostumebefore.
Istillhaven’tfiguredoutwhatI’mgonnagoas
tomorrownight,soI’ l lprobablyjustthrow
somethingtogetheratthelastminute.Ifigure
maybeI’llbringbacktheToiletPaperMummyagain.
ButIthinkit’ssupposedtoraintomorrow
night,sothatmightnotbethesmartestchoice.
Inthepastfewyears,thegrown-upsinmy
neighborhoodhavebeengettingcrankyabout
mylamecostumes,andI’mstartingtothinkit’s
actuallyhavinganeffectontheamountofcandy
I’mbringingin.
what’reyousupposedtobe? acowboy.
doublebaseball
hats
ButIdon’treallyhavetimetoputtogethera
goodcostume,becauseI’minchargeofplanning
outthebestrouteformeandRowleytotake
tomorrownight.
ThisyearI’vecomeupwithaplanthat’ l lgetus
atleasttwicethecandywescoredlastyear.
Halloween
Aboutanhourbeforeweweresupposedtostart
trick-or-treating,Istilldidn’thaveacostume.
AtthatpointIwasseriouslythinkingabout
goingasacowboyforthesecondyearinarow.
ButthenMomknockedatmydoorandhanded
meapiratecostume,withaneyepatchanda
hookandeverything.
Rowleyshoweduparound6:30wearinghis
knightcostume,butitdidn’tlookAnytHinG
likeitlookedyesterday.
Rowley’smommadeallthesesafetyimprovements
toit,andyoucouldn’teventellwhathewas
supposedtobeanymore.
Shecutoutabigholeinthefrontofthehelmet
sohecouldseebetter,andcoveredhimupinall
thisreflectivetape.Shemadehimwearhiswinter
coatunderneatheverything,andshereplacedhis
swordwithaglowstick.
Igrabbedmypillowcase,andmeandRowley
startedtoheadout.ButMomstoppedusbefore
wecouldgetoutthedoor.
Man,Ishouldhaveknowntherewasacatch
whenMomgavemethatcostume.
ItoldMomtherewasnoWAyweweretaking
Mannywithus,becauseweweregoingtohit152
housesinthreehours.Andplus,weweregoing
tobeonSnakeRoad,whichiswaytoodangerous
foralittlekidlikeManny.
Ishouldneverhavementionedthatlastpart,
becausethenextthingIknew,Momwastelling
Dadhehadtogoalongwithustomakesurewe
didn’tstepfootoutsideourneighborhood.Dad
triedtosquirmoutofit,butonceMommakesup
hermind,there’snowayyoucanchangeit.
slam
Beforeweevengotoutofourowndriveway,we
ranintoourneighborMr.Mitchellandhiskid
Jeremy.SoofcoursetHeytaggedalongwithus.
MannyandJeremywouldn’ttrick-or-treatatany
houseswithspookydecorationsonthem,sothat
ruledoutprettymucheveryhouseonourblock.
DadandMr.Mitchellstartedtalkingabout
footballorsomething,andeverytimeoneofthem
wantedtomakeapoint,they’dstopwalking.
blahblahblahblahblahblah
blahblahblahblahblahblah
Afteracoupleofhours,DadandMr.Mitchell
tookthelittlekidshome.
Iwasglad,becausethatmeantmeandRowley
couldtakeoff.Mypillowcasewasalmostempty,
soIwantedtomakeupasmuchtimeaspossible.
Alittlewhilelater,Rowleytoldmeheneededa
“pottybreak.”Imadehimholdoffforanother
forty-fiveminutes.Butbythetimewegottomy
gramma’shouse,itwasprettyclearthatifIdidn’t
letRowleyusethebathroom,itwasgonnagetmessy.
SoItoldRowleyifhewasn’tbackoutsidein
oneminute,Iwasgonnastarthelpingmyselfto
hiscandy.
Afterthat,weheadedbackoutontheroad.
Butitwasalready10:30,andIguessthat’s
whenmostgrown-upsdecideHalloweenisover.
Youcankindoftellbecausethat’swhenthey
startcomingtothedoorintheirpajamasand
givingyoutheevileye.
Wedecidedtoheadhome.Wemadeupalotof
timeafterDadandMannyleft,soIwaspretty
satisfiedwithhowmuchcandywetookin.
Whenwewerehalfwayhome,thispickuptruck
cameroaringdownthestreetwithabunchof
highschoolkidsinit.
Thekidinthebackwasholdingafireextinguisher,
andwhenthetruckpassedbyus,heopenedfire.
fwoosh
IhavetogiveRowleycredit,becauseheblocked
about95%ofthewaterwithhisshield.Andif
hehadn’tdonethat,allourcandywouldhave
gottensoaked.
Whenthetruckdroveaway,Iyelledoutsomething
thatIregrettedabouttwosecondslater.
Thedriverslammedonthebrakesandheturned
histruckaround.MeandRowleystartedrunning,
butthoseguyswererightonourheels.
TheonlyplaceIcouldthinkofthatwassafe
wasGramma’shouse,sowecutthroughacouple
backyardstogetthere.Grammawasinbed
already,butIknewshekeepsakeyunderthe
matonherfrontporch.
Oncewegotinside,Ilookedoutthewindowtosee
ifthoseguyshadfollowedus,andsureenough,
theydid.Itriedtotrickthemintoleaving,but
theywouldn’tbudge.well,iguessnowthatwe’resafeinourownhouse,
youcan’tgetus!
Afterawhile,werealizedtheteenagerswere
goingtowaitusout,sowedecidedwewerejust
gonnahavetospendthenightatGramma’s.
That’swhenwestartedgettingcocky,making
monkeynoisesattheteenagersandwhatnot.
Well,atleastIwasmakingmonkeynoises.
Rowleywaskindofmakingowlnoises,butI
guessitwasthesamegeneralidea.
IcalledMomtotellherweweregoingtocrash
oohooh!eeeeee!ahhahh!
hoo!hoo!
atGramma’sforthenight.ButMomsounded
reallymadonthephone.
Shesaiditwasaschoolnight,andthatwehad
togethomerightthatinstant.Sothatmeant
weweregonnahavetomakearunforit.
Ilookedoutthewindow,andthistime,Ididn’t
seethetruck.ButIknewthoseguyswerehiding
somewhereandwerejusttryingtodrawusout.
Sowesnuckoutthebackdoor,hoppedover
Gramma’sfence,andranallthewaytoSnake
Road.Ifiguredourchanceswerebetterthere
becausetherearen’tanystreetlights.
SnakeRoadisscaryenoughonitsownwithout
havingatruckloadofteenagershuntingyou
down.Everytimewesawacarcoming,wedove
intothebushes.Itmust’vetakenusahalf
hourtogo100yards.
Butbelieveitornot,wemadeitalltheway
homewithoutgettingcaught.Neitheroneofus
letourguarddownuntilwegottomydriveway.
Butrightthen,therewasthisawfulscream,and
wesawabigwaveofwatercomingtowardus.
ahhhhhhh...
Man,IforgotallaboutDad,andwetotally
paidthepriceforit.
whoops!heh,heh.
WhenmeandRowleygotinside,welaidoutall
ourcandyonthekitchentable.
Theonlythingswecouldsalvagewereacoupleof
mintsthatwerewrappedincellophane,andthe
toothbrushesDr.Garrisongaveus.
IthinknextHalloweenI’ l ljuststayhomeand
moochsomeButterfingersfromthebowlMom
keepsontopoftherefrigerator.
November
Thursday
Onthebusrideintoschooltoday,wepassedby
Gramma’shouse.Itgotrolledwithtoiletpaper
lastnight,whichIguesswasnobigsurprise.
Idofeelalittlebad,becauseitlookedlikeitwas
gonnatakealongtimetocleanup.Butonthe
brightside,Grammaisretired,sosheprobably
didn’thaveanythingplannedfortodayanyway.
Wednesday
Inthirdperiod,Mr.Underwood,ourPhysEd
teacher,announcedthattheboyswillbedoinga
wrestlingunitforthenextsixweeks.
Ifthere’sonethingmostboysinmyschoolare
into,it’sprofessionalwrestling.SoMr.
Underwoodmightaswellhavesetoffabomb.
LunchcomesrightafterPhysEd,andthe
cafeteriawasacompletemadhouse.
Idon’tknowwhattheschoolisthinkinghaving
awrestlingunit.
ButIdecidedifIdon’twanttogettwisted
intoapretzelforthenextmonthandahalf,I’d
betterdomyhomeworkonthiswrestlingbusiness.
SoIrentedacoupleofvideogamestolearn
somemoves.Andyouknowwhat?Afterawhile,
Iwasreallystartingtogetthehangofit.
doesthisfeelright? yes!no!
help!
Infact,theotherkidsinmyclasshadbetter
lookout,becauseifIkeepthisup,Icouldbea
realthreat.
Thenagain,IbettermakesureIdon’tdo
toogood.ThiskidnamedPrestonMuddgot
namedAthleteoftheMonthforbeingthebest
playerinthebasketballunit,sotheyputhis
pictureupinthehallway.
P.Mudd
AthleteoftheMonth
Ittookpeopleaboutfivesecondstorealizehow
“P.Mudd”soundedwhenyousaiditoutloud,
andafterthat,itwasalloverforPreston.
pee
Thursday
Well,Ifoundouttodaythatthekindofwrestling
Mr.Underwoodisteachingiscompletely
differentfromthekindtheydoontv.
Firstofall,wehavetowearthesethingscalled
“singlets,”whichlooklikethosebathingsuits
theyusedtowearinthe1800s.
Andsecondofall,therearenopiledriversor
hittingpeopleovertheheadswithchairsor
anythinglikethat.
There’snotevenaringwithropesaroundit.
It’sjustbasicallyasweatymatthatsmellslike
it’sneverbeenwashedbefore.
Mr.Underwoodstartedaskingforvolunteersso
hecoulddemonstratesomewrestlingholds,but
therewasnowayIwasgoingtoraisemyhand.
MeandRowleytriedtohideoutinthebackof
thegymnearthecurtain,butthat’swherethe
girlsweredoingtheirgymnasticsunit.
heeheehee!
Wegotoutofthereinahurry,andwewent
backtowheretherestoftheguyswere.
Mr.Underwoodsingledmeout,probablybecause
I’mthelightestkidintheclass,andhecould
tossmearoundwithoutstraininghimself.He
showedeverybodyhowtodoallthesethings
calleda“halfnelson”anda“reversal”anda
“takedown”andstufflikethat.
Whenhewasdoingthisonemovecalledthe
“fireman’scarry,”Ifeltabreezedownbelow,
andIcouldtellmysingletwasn’tdoingagood
jobkeepingmecoveredup.
That’swhenIthankedmyluckystarsthe
girlswereontheothersideofthegym.
Mr.Underwooddividedusupintoweightgroups.
Iwasprettyhappyaboutthatatfirst,
ButthenIfoundoutwhoIDiDhavetowrestle,
andIwouldhavetradedforBennyWellsina
heartbeat.greg,you’llbepairedupwithfregleyhere.
Fregleywastheonlykidlightenoughtobeinmy
weightclass.AndapparentlyFregleywaspaying
attentionwhenMr.Underwoodwasgiving
instructions,becausehepinnedmeeverywhichway
youcouldimagine.Ispentmyseventhperiod
gettingWAymorefamiliarwithFregleythanI
Tuesday
Thiswrestlingunithastotallyturnedourschool
upsidedown.Nowkidsarewrestlinginthehallways,
intheclassrooms,younameit.Butthefifteen
minutesafterlunchwheretheyletusoutsideis
theworst.
Youcan’twalkfivefeetwithouttrippingovera
coupleofkidsgoingatit.Ijusttrytokeep
mydistance.Andmarkmywords,oneofthese
foolsisgoingtorollrightontotheCheeseand
starttheCheeseTouchalloveragain.
MyotherbigproblemisthatIhavetowrestle
Fregleyeverysingleday.ButthismorningI
realizedsomething.IfIcanmoveoutof
Fregley’sweightclass,Iwon’thavetowrestle
himanymore.
Sotoday,Istuffedmyclotheswithabunchof
socksandshirtstogetmyselfintothenext
weightclass.
ButIwasstilltoolighttomoveup.
IrealizedIwasgonnahavetogainweightfor
real.AtfirstIthoughtIshouldjuststart
loadinguponjunkfood,butthenIhadamuch
betteridea.
Idecidedtogainmyweightinmuscle,notfat.
I’veneverbeenallthatinterestedingettingin
shapebefore,butthiswrestlingunithasmademe
rethinkthings.
IfigureifIbulkupnow,itcouldactuallycome
inhandydowntheroad.
Thefootballunitiscominginthespring,and
theysplittheteamsupintoshirtsandskins.
AndIAlWAysgetputonskins.
Ithinktheydothattomakealltheout-of-shape
kidsfeelashamedofthemselves.
unh!
IfIcanpackonsomemusclenow,it’ l lbea
wholedifferentstorynextApril.
Tonight,afterdinner,IgotMomandDad
togetherandtoldthemmyplan.ItoldthemI
wasgoingtoneedsomeseriousexerciseequipment,
andsomeweight-gainpowder,too.
IshowedthemsomemusclemagazinesIgotat
gregheffley,you’reon
skins.
rrippp
Momdidn’treallysayanythingatfirst,butDad
wasprettyenthusiastic.Ithinkhewasjust
gladIhadachangeofheartfromhowIused
tobewhenIwasakid—ifyouwork
outregularly,
youcanget
bigmuscles!
musclesare
gross!
ButMomsaidifIwantedaweightset,Iwas
goingtohavetoprovethatIcouldstickwith
anexerciseregimen.ShesaidIcoulddothatby
doingsit-upsandjumpingjacksfortwoweeks.
Ihadtoexplainthattheonlywaytoget
totallybulkedupistogetthekindofhigh-tech
machinestheyhaveatthegym,butMomdidn’t
ThenDadsaidifIwantedabenchpress,I
shouldkeepmyfingerscrossedforChristmas.
ButChristmasisamonthandahalfaway.And
ifIgetpinnedbyFregleyonemoretime,I’m
gonnahaveanervousbreakdown.
SoitlookslikeMomandDadaren’tgoingtobe
anyhelp.AndthatmeansI’mgoingtohaveto
takemattersintomyownhands,asusual.
Saturday
Icouldn’twaittostartmyweight-training
programtoday.EventhoughMomwouldn’tlet
megettheequipmentIneeded,Iwasn’tgoing
toletthatholdmeback.
SoIwentintothefridgeandemptiedoutthe
milkandorangejuiceandfilledthejugswith
sand.ThenItapedthemtoabroomstick,and
Ihadmyselfaprettydecentbarbell.
milk
Afterthat,Imadeabenchpressoutofan
ironingboardandsomeboxes.OnceIhadthat
allset,Iwasreadytodosomeseriouslifting.
Ineededaspottingpartner,soIcalled
Rowley.Andwhenheshowedupatmydoor
wearingsomeridiculousgetup,IknewImade
amistakeinvitinghim.
ImadeRowleyusethebenchpressfirst,mostly
becauseIwantedtoseeifthebroomstickwas
goingtoholdup.
Hedidaboutfivereps,andhewasreadyto
quit,butIwouldn’tlethim.That’swhata
goodtrainingpartnerisfor,topushyou
beyondyourlimits.
IknewRowleywasn’tgoingtobeasserious
fifteenmore!comeon!
aboutweightliftingasIwas,soIdecidedto
tryoutanexperimenttotesthisdedication.
InthemiddleofRowley’sset,Iwentandgot
thisphonynoseandmustacheRodrickhasinhis
junkdrawer.
AndrightwhenRowleyhadthebarbellinthe
“down”position,Ileanedoverandlookedathim.
Sureenough,Rowleytotallylosthis
concentration.Hecouldn’tevengetthebarbell
offhischest.Ithoughtabouthelpinghimout,
butthenIrealizedthatifRowleydidn’tget
seriousaboutworkingout,hewasnevergoingto
gettomylevel.
fpoooo!
gaspsputter
AfterRowleygotoffthebenchpress,itwas
timeformyset.ButRowleysaidhedidn’tfeel
likeworkingoutanymore,andhewenthome.
Youknow,Ifiguredhe’dpullsomethinglikethat.
ButIguessyoucan’texpecteveryonetohave
thesamekindofdedicationasyou.
Wednesday
TodayinGeographywehadaquiz,andIhave
tosay,I’vebeenlookingforwardtothisonefor
alongtime.
Thequizwasonstatecapitals,andIsitin
thebackoftheroom,rightnexttothisgiant
mapoftheUnitedStates.Allthecapitalsare
writteninbigredprint,soIknewIhadthis
Butrightbeforethetestgotstarted,Patty
Farrellpipedupfromthefrontoftheroom.
teacher!teacher!
PattytoldMr.Irathatheshouldcoverupthe
UnitedStatesmapbeforewegotstarted.
nicecatch,patty!
Thursday
TonightMomcameuptomyroom,andshehada
flyerinherhand.AssoonasIsawit,Iknew
eXActlywhatitwas.
Itwasanannouncementthattheschoolishaving
tryoutsforawinterplay.Man,Ishouldhave
thrownthatthingoutwhenIsawitonthe
kitchentable.
IBeGGeDhernottomakemesignup.Those
schoolplaysarealwaysmusicals,andthelast
thingIneedistohavetosingasoloinfront
ofthewholeschool.
MomsaidtheonlywayIwasgoingtobe
“well-rounded”wasbytryingdifferentthings.
Dadcameinmyroomtoseewhatwasgoingon.
ItoldDadthatMomwasmakingmesignupfor
theschoolplay,andthatifIhadtostart
goingtoplaypractices,itwouldtotallymessup
myweight-liftingschedule.
IknewthatwouldmakeDadtakemyside.Dad
andMomarguedforafewminutes,butDadwas
nomatchforMom.
SothatmeanstomorrowI’vegottoaudition
fortheschoolplay.
Friday
Theplaythey’redoingthisyearis“TheWizard
ofOz.”Alotofkidscamewearingcostumesfor
thepartstheyweretryingoutfor.
I’veneverevenseenthemovie,soforme,it
waslikewalkingintoafreakshow.
Mrs.Norton,themusicdirector,madeeveryone
sing“MyCountry’ T isofThee”soshecouldhear
oursingingvoices.Ididmysingingtryoutswith
abunchofotherboyswhosemomsmadethem
come,too.Itriedtosingasquietlyaspossible,
butofcourseIgotsingledout,anyway.
whata
Ihavenoideawhata“soprano”is,butfrom
thewaysomeofthegirlsweregiggling,Iknew
itwasn’tagoodthing.
Tryoutswentonforever.Thegrandfinalecame
withauditionsforDorothy,whoIguessisthe
leadcharacterintheplay.
AndwhoshouldtryoutfirstbutPattyFarrell.
Ithoughtabouttryingoutforthepartofthe
TapTapTap
TapTapTap
Witch,becauseIheardthatintheplay,the
WitchdoesallsortsofmeanthingstoDorothy.
Butthensomebodytoldmethere’saGoodWitch
andaBadWitch,andwithmyluck,I’dendup
gettingpickedtobethegoodone.
Monday
IwashopingMrs.Nortonwouldjustcutmefrom
theplay,buttodayshesaidthateveryonewho
triedoutisgoingtogetapart.Soluckyme.
Mrs.Nortonshowed“TheWizardofOz”movie
soeveryonewouldknowthestory.Iwastrying
tofigureoutwhatpartIshouldplay,but
prettymucheverycharacterhastosingordance
atonepointoranother.Butabouthalfway
throughthemovie,IfiguredoutwhatpartI
wantedtosignupfor.I’mgoingtosignupto
beaTree,because1)theydon’thavetosing
and2)theygettobeanDorothywithapples.
GettingtopegPattyFarrellwithapplesin
frontofaliveaudiencewouldbemydreamcome
true.ImayactuallyhavetothankMomfor
makingmedothisplayonceit’sallover.
Afterthemovieended,IsigneduptobeaTree.
Unfortunately,abunchofotherguyshadthe
sameideaasme,soIguesstherearealotof
guyswhohaveabonetopickwithPattyFarrell.
Wednesday
Well,likeMomalwayssays,becarefulwhatyou
wishfor.IgotpickedtobeaTree,butI
don’tknowifthat’ssuchagoodthing.The
Treecostumesdon’tactuallyhavearmholes,so
Iguessthatrulesoutanyapple-throwing.
IshouldprobablyfeelluckythatIgota
speakingpartatall.Theyhadtoomanykids
tryingout,andnotenoughroles,sotheyhad
tostartmakingupcharacters.
RodneyJamestriedouttobetheTinMan,but
hegotstuckwithbeingtheShrub.
Friday
RememberhowIsaidIwasluckytogeta
speakingpart?Well,todayIfoundoutIonly
haveonelineinthewholeplay.Isayitwhen
Dorothypicksanappleoffmybranch.
pluck
ThatmeansIhavetogotoatwo-hourpractice
everydayjustsoIcansayonestupidword.
I’mstartingtothinkRodneyJamesgotabetter
dealastheShrub.Hefoundawaytosneaka
videogameintohiscostume,andI’ l lbetthat
reallymakesthetimegoby.
beepboopbeepboop
SonowI’mtryingtothinkofwaystogetMrs.
Nortontokickmeoutoftheplay.Butwhen
youonlyhaveonewordtosay,it’sreallyhardto
messupyourlines.
pluck
December
Thursday
Theplayisonlyacoupleofdaysaway,andI
havenoideahowwe’regoingtopullthisthingoff.
Firstofall,nobodyhasbotheredtolearntheir
lines,andthat’sallMrs.Norton’sfault.
Duringrehearsal,Mrs.Nortonwhisperseveryone’s
linestothemfromthesideofthestage.
I’llgetyou,mypretty!
Igetthatyou’repretty!
Anotherthingthat’sscrewingeverythingupis
thatMrs.Nortonkeepsaddingnewscenesand
newcharacters.
Yesterday,shebroughtinthisfirst-graderto
playDorothy’sdog,Toto.Buttoday,thekid’s
momcameinandsaidshewantedherchildto
walkaroundontwolegs,becausecrawlingaround
onallfourswouldbetoo“degrading.”
Sonowwe’vegotadogthat’sgonnabewalking
aroundonhishindlegsforthewholeshow.
ButtheworstchangeisthatMrs.Nortonactually
wroteasongthatustreeshavetosing.
Shesaideveryone“deserves”achancetosing
intheplay.
Sotodaywespentanhourlearningtheworst
songthat’severbeenwritten.
wethreetrees…
ThankGodRodrickwon’tbeintheaudienceto
seemehumiliatemyself.Mrs.Nortonsaidthe
playisgoingtobea“semiformaloccasion,”and
Iknowthere’snowayRodrickisgoingtowear
atieforamiddleschoolplay.
Buttodaywasn’tallbad.Towardtheendof
practice,ArchieKellytrippedoverRodneyJames
andchippedhistoothbecausehecouldn’tstick
hisarmsouttobreakhisfall.
Sothegoodnewsis,they’relettingusTrees
carveoutarmholesfortheperformance.
Tuesday
Tonightwasthebigschoolproductionof“TheWizard
ofOz.”Thefirstsignthatthingswerenotgoingto
gowellhappenedbeforetheplayevenstarted.
Iwaspeekingthrough
thecurtaintocheckout
Gaah!
howmanypeopleshowed
uptoseetheplay,and
guesswhowasstanding
rightupfront?My
brotherRodrick,wearing
aclip-ontie.
HemusthavefoundoutIwassinging,andhe
couldn’tresistthechancetoseemeembarrassmyself.
Theplaywassupposedtostartat8:00,butitgot
delayedbecauseRodneyJameshadstagefright.
You’dfigurethatsomeonewhosejobitwastosit
onthestageanddonothingcouldjustsuckitup
foroneperformance.ButRodneywouldn’tbudge,
andeventually,hismomhadtocarryhimoff.
Theplayfinallygotstartedaround8:30.
Nobodycouldremembertheirlines,justlikeI
predicted,butMrs.Nortonkeptthingsmoving
alongwithherpiano.
ThekidwhoplayedTotobroughtastoolanda
pileofcomicbooksontothestage,andthat
totallyruinedthewhole“dog”effect.
Whenitwastimefortheforestscene,meand
theotherTreeshoppedintoourpositions.The
curtainsrose,andwhentheydid,Iheard
Manny’svoice.
bubby!
Great.Ihavebeenabletokeepthatnickname
quietforfiveyears,andnowallofthesudden
thewholetownknewit.Icouldfeelabout300
pairsofeyeballspointedmyway.
SoIdidsomequickad-libbingandIwasableto
deflecttheembarrassmentovertoArchieKelly.
ithinkyoudroppedan
apple,“bubby.”
Butthemajorembarrassmentwasstillonthe
way.WhenIheardMrs.Nortonplayingthe
firstfewbarsof“WeThreeTrees,”Ifeltmy
stomachjump.
Ilookedoutattheaudience,andInoticed
Rodrickwasholdingavideocamera.
IknewthatifIsangthesongandRodrick
recordedit,hewouldkeepthetapeforeverand
useittohumiliatemefortherestofmylife.
Ididn’tknowwhattodo,sowhenthetime
cametostartsinging,Ijustkeptmymouthshut.
wethree treesfrom yonder
glen…
Forafewsecondsthere,thingswentok.I
figuredthatifIdidn’ttechnicallysingthe
song,thenRodrickwouldn’thaveanythingto
holdovermyhead.Butafterafewseconds,the
otherTreesnoticedIwasn’tsinging.
Iguesstheymust’vethoughtIknewsomething
thattheydidn’t,sotheystoppedsinging,too.
dospyamaidenfairandsweet…
Nowthethreeofuswerejuststandingthere,
notsayingaword.Mrs.Nortonmusthave
thoughtweforgotthewordstothesong,
becauseshecameovertothesideofthestage
andwhisperedtherestofthelyricstous.
whilstwearerootedtoour
spots,shedothmoveonlighterfeet…
Thesongisonlyaboutthreeminuteslong,but
tomeitfeltlikeanhourandahalf.Iwasjust
prayingthecurtainswouldgodownsowecould
hopoffthestage.
That’swhenInoticedPattyFarrellstandingin
thewings.Andiflookscouldkill,usTreeswould
bedead.Sheprobablythoughtwewereruiningher
chancesofmakingittoBroadwayorsomething.
SeeingPattystandingthereremindedmewhyI
signeduptobeaTreeinthefirstplace.
Prettysoon,therestoftheTreesstarted
throwingapples,too.IthinkTotoevengotin
ontheact.
SomebodyknockedtheglassesoffofPatty’s
head,andoneofthelensesbroke.Mrs.Norton
hadtoshutdowntheplayafterthat,because
Pattycan’tseetwofeetinfrontofher
withoutherglasses.
Aftertheplaywasover,myfamilywenthome
together.Momhadbroughtabouquetofflowers,
andIguesstheyweresupposedtobeforme.
Butsheendeduptossingtheminthetrashcan
onthewayoutthedoor.
Ijusthopethateveryonewhocametoseethe
Wednesday
Well,ifonegoodthingcameoutoftheplay,it’s
thatIdon’thavetoworryaboutthe“Bubby”
nicknameanymore.
IsawArchieKellygettinghassledinthehallway
afterfifthperiodtoday,soitlookslikeIcan
finallystarttobreathealittleeasier.
hithere,“bubby”!
shove
Sunday
Withallthisstuffgoingonatschool,I
haven’tevenhadtimetothinkaboutChristmas.
Andit’slessthantendaysaway.
Infact,theonlythingthattippedmeoff
thatChristmaswascomingwaswhenRodrickput
hiswishlistupontherefrigerator.
Rodrick’sWishList
1.Newdrums2.Newvan3.Shrunkenhead
Iusuallymakeabigwishlisteveryyear,but
thisChristmas,allIreallywantisthisvideo
gamecalledTwistedWizard.
TonightMannywasgoingthroughtheChristmas
catalog,pickingoutallthestuffhewantswith
abigredmarker.Mannywascirclingeverysingle
SoIdecidedtostepinandgivehimsomegood
big-brotherlyadvice.
Itoldhimthatifhecircledstuffthatwas
tooexpensive,hewasgoingtoendupwitha
bunchofclothesforChristmas.Isaidhe
shouldjustpickthreeorfourmedium-priced
giftssohewouldendupwithacoupleof
thingsheactuallywanted.
ButofcourseMannyjustwentbacktocircling
everythingagain.SoIguesshe’lljusthaveto
learnthehardway.
WhenIwasseven,theonlythingIreally
wantedforChristmaswasaBarbieDreamHouse.
AndnotbecauseIlikegirls’toys,like
Rodricksaid.
Ijustthoughtitwouldbeareallyawesomefort
formytoysoldiers.
WhenMomandDadsawmywishlistthatyear,
theygotinabigfightoverit.Dadsaidtherewas
nowayhewasgettingmeadollhouse,butMom
saiditwashealthyformeto“experiment”with
whateverkindoftoysIwantedtoplaywith.
Believeitornot,Dadactuallywonthatargument.
Dadtoldmetostartmywishlistoverandpick
sometoysthatweremore“appropriate”forboys.
ButIhaveasecretweaponwhenitcomesto
Christmas.MyUncleCharliealwaysgetsmewhatever
Iwant.ItoldhimIwantedtheBarbieDream
House,andhesaidhe’dhookmeup.
OnChristmas,whenUncleCharliegavememy
gift,itwasnotwhatIaskedfor.Hemust’ve
walkedintothetoystoreandpickedupthefirst
thinghesawthathadtheword“Barbie”
onit.
SoifyoueverseeapictureofmewhereI’m
holdingaBeachFunBarbie,nowatleastyou
knowthewholestory.
Dadwasn’trealhappywhenhesawwhatUncle
Charliegotme.Hetoldmetoeitherthrowit
outorgiveitawaytocharity.
ButIkeptitanyway.Andok,Iadmitmaybe
Itookitoutandplayedwithitonceortwice.
That’showIendedupintheemergencyroom
twoweekslaterwithapinkBarbieshoestuckup
mynose.Andbelieveme,Rodrickhasneverlet
meheartheendoftHAt.
Thursday
TonightmeandMomwentouttogetagiftfor
theGivingTreeatchurch.TheGivingTreeis
basicallyaSecretSantakindofthingwhereyou
getagiftforsomeonewhoisneedy.
Mompickedoutaredwoolsweaterforour
GivingTreeguy.
ItriedtotalkMomintogettingsomethinga
lotcooler,likeatVoraslushiemachineor
somethinglikethat.
BecauseimagineifallyougotonChristmaswas
awoolsweater.
yippee.
I’msureourGivingTreeguywillthrowhissweater
inthetrash,alongwiththetencansofyamswe
senthiswayduringtheThanksgivingFoodDrive.
Christmas
WhenIwokeupthismorningandwentdownstairs,
therewereaboutamilliongiftsundertheChristmas
tree.ButwhenIstarteddiggingaround,there
toss
ButMannymadeoutlikeabandit.HegoteVery
singlethinghecircledinthecatalog,nolie.So
I’llbethe’sgladhedidn’tlistentome.
Ididfindacouplethingswithmynameon
them,buttheyweremostlybooksandsocksand
stufflikethat.
Iopenedmygiftsinthecornerbehindthe
couch,becauseIdon’tlikeopeninggiftsnear
rip
IgaveMannyatoyhelicopterandIgave
Rodrickabookaboutrockbands.Rodrickgave
meabook,too,butofcoursehedidn’twrapit.
Thebookhegotmewas“BestofL’ilCutie.”
“L’ilCutie”istheworstcomicinthenewspaper,
andRodrickknowshowmuchIhateit.Ithink
thisisthefourthyearinarowI’vegottena
“L’ilCutie”bookfromhim.
IgaveMomandDadtheirgifts.Igetthem
thesamekindofthingeveryyear,butparents
eatthatstuffup.
thanks.
Therestoftherelativesstartedshowingup
around11:00,andUncleCharliecameatnoon.
UncleCharliebroughtabigtrashbagfullof
gifts,andhepulledmypresentoutofthetop
ofthebag.
Thepackagewastheexactrightsizeandshape
tobeaTwistedWizardgame,soIknewUncle
Charliecamethroughforme.Momgotthecamera
readyandItoreopenmygift.
Butitwasjustan8x10pictureofUncleCharlie.
IguessIdidn’tdoagoodjobofhidingmy
disappointment,andMomgotmad.AllIcansay
is,I’mgladI’mstillakid,becauseifIhadto
acthappyaboutthekindsofgiftsgrown-ups
get,Idon’tthinkIcouldpullitoff.
BLESS
iknowtheijustknewyou’d
Iwentuptomyroomtotakeabreakfora
while.Acoupleminuteslater,Dadknockedonmy
door.Hetoldmehehadmygiftformeoutin
thegarage,andthereasonitwasouttherewas
becauseitwastoobigtowrap.
AndwhenIwalkeddowntothegarage,there
wasabrand-newweightset.
Thatthingmusthavecostafortune.Ididn’t
havethehearttotellDadthatIkindoflost
interestinthewholeweight-liftingthingwhen
thewrestlingunitendedlastweek.SoIjust
said“thanks”instead.
IthinkDadwasexpectingmetodropdownand
startdoingsomerepsorsomething,butIjust
excusedmyselfandwentbackinside.
Atabout6:00,alltherelativesclearedout.
IwassittingonthecouchwatchingMannyplay
withhistoys,feelingprettysorryformyself.
ThenMomcameuptomeandsaidthatshe
foundagiftbehindthepianowithmynameon
it,anditsaid,“FromSanta.”
TheboxwaswaytoobigforTwistedWizard,but
Mompulledthesame“bigbox”trickonmelast
yearwhenshegotmeamemorycardformy
videogamesystem.
SoIrippedopenthepackageandpulledoutmy
present.Onlythiswasn’tTwistedWizard,
either.Itwasagiantredwoolsweater.
flash
AtfirstIthoughtMomwasplayingsome
kindofpracticaljokeonme,becausethis
sweaterwasthesamekindweboughtforour
GivingTreeguy.
ButMomseemedprettyconfused,too.Shesaid
sheDiDbuymeavideogame,andthatshehad
noideawhatthesweaterwasdoinginmybox.
AndthenIfigureditout.ItoldMomthere
musthavebeensomekindofmix-up,andIgot
theGivingTreeguy’sgift,andhegotmine.
Momsaidsheusedthesamekindofwrapping
paperforbothofourgifts,soshemust’ve
writtenthewrongnamesonthetags.
ButthenMomsaidthatthiswasreallyagood
thing,becausetheGivingTreeguywasprobably
reallyhappyhegotsuchagreatgift.
Ihadtoexplainthatyouneedagamesystem
andatVtoplayTwistedWizard,sothegame
wastotallyuselesstohim.
oh.
EventhoughmyChristmaswasnotgoingthat
great,I’msureitwasgoingawholelotworse
fortheGivingTreeguy.
jerks.
IforgottogetagiftforRowley,soIjust
slappedabowonthe“L’ilCutie”book
Rodrickgaveme.
Andthatseemedtodothetrick.
Rowley’sparentshavealotofmoney,soIcan
alwayscountonthemforagoodgift.
ButRowleysaidthatthisyearhepickedoutmy
gifthimself.Thenhebroughtmeoutsidetoshow
mewhatitwas.
FromthewayRowleywashypinghispresent,I
thoughthemusthavegottenmeabig-screen
tVoramotorcycleorsomething.
Butonceagain,Iletmyhopesgettoohigh.
RowleygotmeaBigWheel.IguessIwould
havethoughtthiswasacoolgiftwhenIwasin
thethirdgrade,butIhavenoideawhatI’m
supposedtodowithonenow.
RowleywassoenthusiasticaboutitthatItried
mybesttoactlikeIwashappyanyway.
gee,
HesuregotalotmorestuffthanIdid.He
evengotTwistedWizard,soatleastIcanplay
itwhenIcomeuptohishouse.Thatis,until
Rowley’sdadfindsouthowviolentitis.
Andboy,youhaveneverseensomeoneashappyas
Rowleywithhis“L’ilCutie”book.Hismomsaidit
wastheonlythingonhislistthathedidn’tget.
Well,I’mgladsomeonegotwhatthey
wantedtoday.
it’sachristmasmiracle!
NewYear’sEve
Incaseyou’rewonderingwhatI’mdoinginmyroom
at9:00p.m.onNewYear’sEve,letmefillyouin.
Earliertoday,meandMannywerehorsingaroundin
thebasement.Ifoundatinyblackballofthread
onthecarpet,andItoldMannyitwasaspider.
ThenIhelditoverhimpretendinglikeIwas
goingtomakehimeatit.
yaaaah! scream!!squeal!!
RightwhenIwasabouttoletMannygo,he
Well,Mannycompletelylosthismind.Heran
upstairstowhereMomwas,andIknewIwas
inbigtrouble.
MannytoldMomImadehimeataspider.I
toldhertherewasnospider,andthatitwas
justatinyballofthread.
sniff
MombroughtMannyovertothekitchentable.
Thensheputaseed,araisin,andagrapeona
plateandtoldMannytopointtothething
thatwastheclosestinsizetothepieceof
threadheswallowed.
Mannytookawhiletolookoverthethingson
theplate.
Thenhewalkedovertotherefrigeratorand
pulledoutanorange.
Sothat’swhyIgotsenttobedat7:00and
I’mnotdownstairswatchingtheNewYear’s
EvespecialontV.
Andthat’salsowhymyonlyNewYear’s
resolutionistoneverplaywithMannyagain.
January
Wednesday
IfoundawaytohavesomefunwiththeBigWheel
RowleygotmeforChristmas.Icameupwiththis
gamewhereoneguyridesdownthehillandthe
otherguytriestoknockhimoffwithafootball.
shrieeeek!
rumble
rumb
le
rumble
Rowleywasthefirstonedownthehill,andI
wasthethrower.
rumb
le
rumble
It’salothardertohitamovingtargetthanI
thought.Plus,Ididn’tgetalotofpractice.It
tookRowleyliketenminutestowalktheBigWheel
backupthehillaftereverytripdown.
Rowleykeptaskingtoswitchplacesandhaveme
betheonewhoridestheBigWheel,butI’mno
fool.Thatthingwashittingthirty-fivemilesan
hour,anditdidn’thaveanybrakes.
doyouwanttohaveaturnnow?(pant,pant)
nothanks...i’mnotas
goodasyou!
Anyway,IneverdidknockRowleyofftheBig
Wheeltoday.ButIguessIhavesomethingto
workatovertherestofChristmasvacation.
Thursday
IwasheadinguptoRowley’stodaytoplayour
BigWheelgameagain,butMomsaidIhadto
finishmyChristmasthank-yousbeforeIwent
outanywhere.
IthoughtIcouldjustcrankoutmythank-you
cardsinahalfhour,butwhenitcametoactually
writingthem,mymindwentblank.
Letmetellyou,it’snoteasywritingthank-you
notesforstuffyoudidn’twantinthefirstplace.
Istartedwiththenonclothesitems,becauseI
thoughtthey’dbeeasiest.Butaftertwoor
threecards,IrealizedIwaspracticallywriting
thesamethingeverytime.
SoIwroteupageneralformonthecomputer
Dear Aunt Lydia, Thank you so much for the awesome encyclopedia !How did you know I wanted that for Christmas?
Ilovethewaythe encyclopedialooksonmy shelf!
AllmyfriendswillbesojealousthatIhavemyveryownencyclopedia.
ThankyouformakingthisthebestChristmasever!
Sincerely, Greg My system worked out pretty well forthe first
couple of gifts, but after that, not so much.Dear AuntLoretta,you so much forthe awesome
pants !How did youknow I wanted
that for
I love theway thepants
onmy legs !
AllmyfriendswillbesojealousthatIhavemyveryownpants.
ThankyouformakingthisthebestChristmas
ever!
Sincerely,
Friday
IfinallyknockedRowleyofftheBigWheeltoday,
butitdidn’thappenthewayIexpected.Iwas
tryingtohithimintheshoulder,butImissed,
andthefootballwentunderthefronttire.
Rowleytriedtobreakhisfallbystickingouthis
arms,buthelandedprettyhardonhisleft
flip
hand.Ifiguredhe’djustshakeitoffandget
rightbackonthebike,buthedidn’t.
Itriedtocheerhimup,butallthejokesthat
usuallycrackhimupweren’tworking.
SoIknewhemustbehurtprettybad.
hey,lookatme!i’myourdad!
darrdarrdarr.
(sniff)heh,heh.
Monday
Christmasvacationisover,andnowwe’reback
atschool.AndyourememberRowley’sBigWheel
accident?Well,hebrokehishand,andnowhehas
towearacast.Andtoday,everyonewascrowding
aroundhimlikehewasaheroorsomething.
ItriedtocashinonsomeofRowley’snew
popularity,butittotallybackfired.
i’mtheonewhobroke
hishand! youmeanie!
AtlunchabunchofgirlsinvitedRowleyoverto
theirtablesotheycouldfeeDhim.
Whatreallyticksmeoffaboutthatisthat
Rowleyisright-handed,andit’shislefthand
that’sbroken.Sohecanfeedhimselfjustfine.
Tuesday
IrealizedRowley’sinjurythingisapretty
goodracket,soIdecideditwastimeformeto
haveaninjuryofmyown.
Itooksomegauzefromhome,andIwrapped
upmyhandtomakeitlooklikeitwashurt.
it’saraginginfectioncausedbyasplinterthatwas
leftuntreated!
Icouldn’tfigureoutwhythegirlsweren’t
swarmingmeliketheyswarmedRowley,butthen
Irealizedwhattheproblemwas.
See,thecastisagreatgimmickbecauseeveryone
wantstosigntheirnameonit.Butit’snotexactly
easytosigngauzewithapen.
SoIcameupwithasolutionthatIthought
wasjustasgood.
wouldyouliketobethefirstone
tosignmysympathysheet?
Thatideawasatotalbust,too.Mybandagedid
endupattractingattentionfromacoupleof
people,butbelieveme,theywerenotthetype
ofpeopleIwasgoingfor.
canIpeekatyour
infection?
go
Monday
Lastweekwestartedthethirdquarterat
school,sonowIhaveawholebunchofnew
classes.OneoftheclassesIsignedupforis
somethingcalledIndependentStudy.
IWAnteDtosignupforHomeEconomics2,
becauseIwasprettygoodatHomeEc1.
Butbeinggoodatsewingdoesnotexactlybuy
youpopularitypointsatschool.
hey,look,greghasa
purse!
actually,it’san
embroideredbookbag. ok,
pursie.
Theideaisthattheclassgetsassignedaproject,
andthenyouhavetoworkonittogetherwithno
teacherintheroomforthewholequarter.
Thecatchisthatwhenyou’redone,everyone
inyourgroupgetsthesamegrade.Ifoundout
thatRickyFisherisinmyclass,whichcouldbe
abigproblem.
Ricky’sbigclaimtofameisthathe’llpickthe
gumoffthebottomofadeskandchewitifyou
payhimfiftycents.SoIdon’treallyhavehigh
hopesforourfinalgrade.
Tuesday
TodaywegotourIndependentStudyassignment,
andguesswhatitis?Wehavetobuildarobot.
Atfirsteverybodykindoffreakedout,because
wethoughtweweregoingtohavetobuildthe
robotfromscratch.
ButMr.Darnelltolduswedon’thavetobuild
anactualrobot.Wejustneedtocomeupwith
ideasforwhatourrobotmightlooklikeand
whatkindsofthingsitwouldbeabletodo.
Thenhelefttheroom,andwewereonourown.
Westartedbrainstormingrightaway.Iwrote
downabunchofideasontheblackboard.
therobotwoulddomyhomeworkdothedishes
makemybreak-fast
brushmyteeth
Everybodywasprettyimpressedwithmyideas,
butitwaseasytocomeupwiththem.AllI
didwaswritedownallthethingsIhate
doingmyself.
Butacoupleofthegirlsgotuptothefrontof
theroom,andtheyhadsomeideasoftheirown.
Theyerasedmylistanddrewuptheirownplan.
Theywantedtoinventarobotthatwouldgive
youdatingadviceandhavetentypesoflipgloss
onitsfingertips.
Allusguysthoughtthiswasthestupidestidea
weeverheard.Soweendedupsplittingintotwo
groups,girlsandboys.Theboyswenttothe
othersideoftheroomwhilethegirlsstood
aroundtalking.
Nowthatwehadalltheseriousworkersinone
place,wegottowork.Someonehadtheidea
Butthensomeoneelsepointedoutthatyou
shouldn’tbeabletousebadwordsforyour
name,becausetherobotshouldn’tbeableto
curse.Sowedecidedweshouldcomeupwitha
listofallthebadwordstherobotshouldn’tbe
abletosay.
Wecameupwithalltheregularbadwords,but
thenRickyFishercameupwithtwentymorethe
restofushadneverevenheardbefore.
SoRickyendedupbeingoneofthemostvaluable
contributorsonthisproject.
Rightbeforethebellrang,Mr.Darnellcame
backintheroomtocheckonourprogress.He
pickedupthepieceofpaperwewerewritingon
andreaditover.
Tomakealongstoryshort,IndependentStudy
iscanceledfortherestoftheyear.
Well,atleastitisforusboys.Soiftherobots
inthefuturearegoingaroundwithcherrylip
glossforfingers,atleastnowyouknowhowit
allgotstarted.
Thursday
Inschooltodaytheyhadageneralassemblyand
showedthemovie“It’sGreattoBeMe,”which
theyshowuseveryyear.
Themovieisallabouthowyoushouldbehappy
withwhoyouareandnotchangeanything
aboutyourself.
Tobehonestwithyou,Ithinkthat’sareally
dumbmessagetobetellingkids,especiallythe
onesatmyschool.
it’sgreattobeme!
hahaha!
shove
Lateron,theymadeanannouncementthat
therearesomeopeningsontheSafetyPatrols,
andthatgotmethinking.
IfsomeonepicksonaSafetyPatrol,itcanget
themsuspended.ThewayIfigureit,Icanuse
anyextraprotectionIcanget.
Plus,Irealizedthatmaybebeinginaposition
ofauthoritycouldbegoodforme.
canwepleasecrossthe
streetnow?nope.
butwe’vebeenstandinghereforan
hour!
IwentdowntoMr.Winsky’sofficeandsigned
myselfup,andIgotRowleytosignup,too.
IthoughtMr.Winskywouldmakeusdoa
bunchofchin-upsorjumpingjacksorsomething
toprovewewereupforthejob,buthejust
handedusourbeltsandbadgesonthespot.
Mr.Winskysaidtheopeningswereforaspecial
assignment.Ourschoolisrightnexttothe
elementaryschool,andthey’vegotahalf-day
kindergartenthere.
Hewantsustowalkthemorningsessionkidshome
inthemiddleoftheday.Irealizedthatmeant
wewouldmisstwentyminutesofPre-Algebra.
Rowleymusthavefiguredthatout,too,because
hestartedtospeakup.ButIgavehimawicked
pinchunderneaththedeskbeforehecouldfinish
hissentence. butwewouldmiss
yahooey!
Icouldn’tbelievemyluck.Iwasgettinginstantbully
protectionandafreepassfromhalfofPre-Algebra,
andIdidn’tevenhavetoliftafinger.
Tuesday
TodaywasourfirstdayasSafetyPatrols.Meand
Rowleydon’ttechnicallyhavestationslikeallthe
otherPatrols,sothatmeanswedon’thavetostand
outinthefreezingcoldforanhourbeforeschool.
Butthatdidn’tstopusfromcomingtothe
cafeteriaforthefreehotchocolatetheyhand
outtotheotherPatrolsbeforehomeroom.
clink
Anothergreatperkisthatyougettoshowup
tenminuteslateforfirstperiod.
I’mtellingyou,I’vegotitmadewiththis
SafetyPatrolthing.
At12:15,meandRowleyleftschoolandwalked
thekindergartnershome.Thewholetripateup
forty-fiveminutes,andtherewereonlytwenty
minutesofPre-Algebraleftwhenwegotback.
Walkingthekidshomewasnosweat.Butoneof
thekindergartnersstartedtosmellalittlefunny,
andIthinkmaybehehadanaccidentinhispants.
Hetriedtoletmeknowaboutit,butIjust
staredstraightaheadandkeptwalking.I’ l l
takethesekidshome,butbelieveme,Ididn’t
signupforanydiaperduty.
February
Wednesday
Todayitsnowedforthefirsttimethiswinter,
andschoolwascanceled.Weweresupposedto
haveatestinPre-Algebra,andI’vekindof
slackedoffeversinceIbecameaSafetyPatrol.
SoIwaspsyched.
IcalledRowleyandtoldhimtocomeover.Meand
himhavebeentalkingaboutbuildingtheworld’s
biggestsnowmanforthepastcoupleofyearsnow.
AndwhenIsaytheworld’sbiggestsnowman,
I’mnotkidding.Ourgoalistogetintothe
“GuinnessBookofWorldRecords.”
flash
Buteverytimewe’vegottenseriousaboutgoing
fortherecord,allthesnowhasmelted,and
we’vemissedourwindowofopportunity.Sothis
year,Iwantedtogetstartedrightaway.
WhenRowleycameover,westartedrollingthe
firstsnowballtomakethebase.Ifiguredthe
basewasgoingtohavetobeatleasteightfeet
tallonitsownifwewantedtohaveashotat
breakingtherecord.Butthesnowballgotreal
heavy,andwehadtotakeabunchofbreaksin
betweenrollssowecouldcatchourbreath.
grunt!wheeze!
Duringoneofourbreaks,Momcameoutsidetogo
tothegrocerystore,butoursnowballwasblocking
hercarin.Sowegotalittlefreelaboroutofher.
grunt!wheeze!
Afterourbreak,meandRowleypushedthat
snowballuntilwecouldn’tpushitanyfarther.
Butwhenwelookedbehindus,wesawthemess
wehadmade.
Thesnowballhadgottensoheavythatittore
upallthesodDadhadjustlaiddownthisfall.
Iwashopingitwouldsnowafewmoreinches
andcoverupourtracks,butjustlikethat,it
stoppedsnowing.
uhoh.
Ourplantobuildtheworld’sbiggestsnowman
wasstartingtofallapart.SoIcameupwitha
betterideaforoursnowball.
Everytimeitsnows,thekidsfromWhirley
Streetuseourhillforsledding,eventhoughthis
isn’ttheirneighborhood.
Sotomorrowmorning,whentheWhirleyStreet
kidscomemarchingupourhill,meandRowleyare
goingtoteachthoseguysalesson.
rumble
rumble
Thursday
WhenIwokeupthismorning,thesnowwas
alreadystartingtomelt.SoItoldRowleyto
hurryupandgetdowntomyhouse.
WhileIwaswaitingforRowleytoshowup,I
watchedMannytryingtobuildasnowmanoutof
thepiddlycrumbsofsnowthatwereleftover
fromoursnowball.
Itwasactuallykindofpathetic.
patpat
Ireallycouldn’thelpdoingwhatIdidnext.
Unfortunatelyforme,rightatthatmoment,
Dadwasatthefrontwindow.
yaah!
punt
DadwasAlreADymadatmefortearingup
thesod,soIknewIwasinforit.Iheardthe
garagedooropenandIsawDadcomingoutside.
Hemarchedrightoutcarryingasnowshovel,andI
thoughtIwasgoingtohavetomakearunforit.
ButDadwasheadingformysnowball,notme.
Andinlessthanaminute,hereducedallour
hardworktonothing.
Rowleycamebyafewminuteslater.Ithoughthe
mightactuallygetakickoutofwhathappened.
ButIguesshehadhisheartsetonrolling
thatsnowballdownthehill,andhewasreally
mad.Butgetthis:Rowleywasmadatmefor
whatDADdid.
ItoldRowleyhewasbeingabigbaby,andwe
gotinashovingmatch.Rightwhenitlookedlike
weweregoingtogetinanall-outfight,wegot
heh,heh.
bap
Itwasahit-and-runbytheWhirleyStreetkids.
AndifMrs.Levine,myEnglishteacher,was
there,I’msureshewouldhavesaidthewhole
situationwas“ironic.”
Todayatschooltheyannouncedthere’sanopening
forthecartoonistjobintheschoolpaper.There’s
onlyonecomicslot,andupuntilnowthiskidnamed
BryanLittlehasbeenhoggingitalltohimself.
Wednesday
Bryanhasthiscomiccalled“WackyDawg,”and
whenitstartedoff,itwasactuallyprettyfunny.
Butlately,Bryan’sbeenusinghisstriptohandle
hispersonalbusiness.Iguessthat’swhythey
gavehimtheaxe.
AssoonasIheardthenews,IknewIhadto
tryout.“WackyDawg”madeBryanLittlea
WackyDawg BryanLittle
Hey,Wacky
Dawg,saysomethin’FUNNY!
Actually,Ihave
somethingserious on
mymindtoday.
SusanLim,ifyouarereadingthis,Bryanisverysorryhekissedyour
bestfriendRachelbehindthelockers.Hehopesyoucanfind it in
yourhearttoforgivehim.
P.S.BarryPalmer,youstilloweBryan
fivedollars,youBUM!
celebrityatourschool,andIwantedtogetin
onsomeofthatkindoffame.
Ihadatasteofwhatit’sliketobefamousat
myschoolwhenIwonhonorablementioninthis
antismokingcontesttheyhad.
AllIdidwastraceapicturefromoneof
Rodrick’sheavymetalmagazines,butluckily,no
oneeverfoundout.
ThekidwhowonfirstplaceisnamedChris
Carney.Andwhatkindofticksmeoffisthat
Chrissmokesatleastapackofcigarettesaday.
don’tsmokeoryou’lllooklikeme.
Thursday
MeandRowleydecidedtoteamupanddoa
cartoontogether.Soafterschooltodayhecame
overtomyhouse,andwegottowork.
Webangedoutabunchofcharactersreal
quick,butthatturnedouttobetheeasy
part.Whenwetriedtothinkupsomejokes,
wekindofhitawall.
Ifinallycameupwithagoodsolution.
Imadeupacartoonwherethepunchlineof
everystripis“Zoo-WeeMama ! ”
Thatwaywewouldn’tgetboggeddownwithhaving
towriteactualjokes,andwecouldconcentrateon
thepictures.
Forthefirstcoupleofstrips,Ididthewriting
anddrewthecharacters,andRowleydrewthe
boxesaroundthepictures.
Stepona crack,breakyourmomma ’sback!
Yeah,right.
Hey,Timmy,yourmotherslippedonabananapeel,andP.S.sheisdead.
zoo-weemama !
step
Buttobehonestwithyou,therewasapretty
obviousdropinqualityonceRowleystarteddoing
thewriting.
Ihavebeenwaitingthreehourstogetahamburger.
F inal ly!One
hamburger,please!
I’msorry,sir,weareallsold out.
z oo -w e em am a !
faint
Andbelieveitornot,Rowley’sdrawingskills
areworsethanhiswritingskills.
OopsIsteppedin a pudd l e .
At l e a st i t ’ sn o t a na c i d pudd l e .
Ay-ay-ay!It isanac id
pudd l e !
zoo-weemama!
ItoldRowleymaybeweshouldcomeupwith
somenewideas,buthejustwantedtokeep
writing“Zoo-WeeMamas.”Thenhepackedup
hiscomicsandwenthome,whichwasfinebyme.
Idon’treallywanttobepartneredupwitha
kidwhodoesn’tdrawnoses,anyway.
FridayAfterRowleyleftyesterday,Ireallygottoworkonsomecomics.IcameupwiththischaractercalledCreightontheCretin,andIgotonaroll.
creightonthecretinbyGregHeffleyhi,my
nameiscreighton.
noitisn’t.your
nameis“stewart
pid.”
oops.hi,i’mstewpid.harharhar
har!
Imust’vebangedouttwentystrips,andI
didn’tevenbreakasweat.
Iwonderwhatisinthiscute
littlebox?
that’snotabox,it’sabrick,youdumbmoron!
oops.ihavebeentryingtoopenitallday.
doctor,couldihaveanewbutt?myoldonehasa
crackinit.
creighton,itoldyouamilliontimes,everyone’sbutthas
acrackinit!
Thegreatthingaboutthese“CreightontheCretin”
comicsisthatwithalltheidiotsrunningaroundmy
school,Iwillneverrunoutofnewmaterial.
ohyeah,iforgot.
WhenIgottoschooltoday,Itookmycomics
toMr.Ira’soffice.He’stheteacherwhoruns
theschoolnewspaper.
ButwhenIwenttoturnmystripsin,Isaw
thattherewasapileofcomicsfromotherkids
whoweretryingoutforthejob.
Mostofthemwereprettybad,soIwasn’ttoo
worriedaboutthecompetition.
GirlsRULE!
bytabithacutterand
lisa russel
don’twalknearour lunchtable,tylergreen!
yeah,you’renotevencute!
girlsRULE!
treme k ersI’mgonnadothisradjump.
X S 8 Yodudewatchoutforthattelephone
wireWhateverHereI
goI shoreamglad
Iworemyhelmet.
darnslicebonkouch.
Oneofthecomicswascalled“DumbTeachers,”
anditwaswrittenbythiskidnamedBillTritt.
Billisalwaysindetention,soIguesshehasa
bonetopickwithjustabouteveryteacherinthe
school,includingMr.Ira.
SoI’mnottooworriedaboutthechancesof
Bill’scomicgettingin,either.
Therewereactuallyoneortwodecentcomicsin
thebin.ButIslippedthemunderapileof
paperworkonMr.Ira’sdesk.
Hopefully,thoseoneswon’tturnupuntilI’m
inhighschool.
Hey,Mr.Ira,youpooped
yourpantsagain.
Y u hH u h !
NuhUh ! Stink
l ines(fromthepoop.)
Thursday
Today,duringmorningannouncements,Igot
thenewsIwashopingfor.
Thepapercameouttodayatlunchtime,and
everyonewasreadingit.
Ireallywantedtopickupacopytoseemy
andthenewcartoonistfortheschoolpaperis...
gregheffley!
Isatattheendofthelunchtablesothere
wouldbeplentyofroomformetostartsigning
autographsformynewfans.Butnobodywascoming
overtotellmehowgreatmycomicwas,andI
startedtogetthefeelingsomethingwaswrong.
Igrabbedapaperandwentintothebathroom
tocheckitout.AndwhenIsawmycomic,I
practicallyhadaheartattack.
Mr.Iratoldmehehadmadesome“minor
edits”tomycomic.Ithoughthejustmeanthe
hefixedspellingmistakesandstufflikethat,but
hetotallybutcheredit.
Thecomicheruinedwasoneofmyfavoriteones,
too.Intheoriginal,CreightontheCretinistaking
amathtest,andheaccidentallyeatsit.Andthen
theteacheryellsathimforbeingsuchamoron.
BythetimeMr.Irawasdonewithit,you
practicallycouldn’trecognizeitasthesamestrip.
SoI’mprettysureIwon’tbesigningautographs
anytimesoon.
CreightontheCuriousStudentbyGregoryHeffleyTeacher,ifx+43=89,thenwhatwouldxbe?
Creighton,xwouldbe46!
Thanks.Kids, ifyouwant to learnmoreaboutmath,besuretovisitMr.Humphreyduringhisofficehours.Orvisit thelibraryandcheckout thenewlyexpandedMathandSciencesection!
shove
March
Wednesday
MeandRowleywereenjoyingourhotchocolate
inthecafeteriawiththerestofthePatrols
today,andtherewasanannouncementonthe
loudspeaker.
RowleywentdowntoMr.Winsky’soffice,and
whenRowleycamebackfifteenminuteslater,he
lookedprettyshakenup.
rowleyjefferson,reporttomr.winsky’soffice
immediately.
ApparentlyMr.Winskygotacallfromaparent
whosaidtheywitnessedRowley“terrorizing”
thekindergartnerswhenhewassupposedtobe
walkingthemhomefromschool.AndMr.Winsky
wasreallymadaboutit.
RowleysaidMr.Winskyyelledathimforabout
tenminutesandsaidhisactions“disrespected
thebadge.”
Youknow,IthinkImightjustknowwhatthis
isallabout.Lastweek,Rowleyhadtotakea
quizduringfourthperiod,soIwalkedthe
kindergartnershomeonmyown.
Ithadrainedthatmorning,andtherewerea
lotofwormsonthesidewalk.SoIdecidedto
havesomefunwiththekids.
ButsomeneighborhoodladysawwhatIwas
doing,andsheyelledatmefromherfrontporch.
ItwasMrs.Irvine,whoisfriendswithRowley’s
mom.ShemusthavethoughtIwasRowley,
becauseIwasborrowinghiscoat.AndIwasn’t
abouttocorrecther,either.
rowleyjefferson,theprincipalisgoingtohearaboutthis!
yes,ma’am.
Iforgotaboutthewholeincidentuntiltoday.
Anyway,Mr.WinskytoldRowleyhe’sgoingto
havetoapologizetothekindergartnerstomorrow
morning,andthathe’ssuspendedfromPatrols
foraweek.
IknewIshouldprobablyjusttellMr.Winskyit
wasmewhochasedthekidswiththeworms.But
Iwasn’treadytosettherecordstraightjust
yet.IknewifIconfessed,I’dlosemyhot
chocolateprivileges.Andthatrighttherewas
enoughtomakemekeepquietforthetimebeing.
Atdinnertonight,Momcouldtellsomething
wasbotheringme,soshecameuptomyroom
afterwardtotalk.
ItoldherIwasinatoughsituation,andI
didn’tknowwhattodo.
IgottogiveMomcreditforhowshehandled
it.Shedidn’ttrytopryandgetallthedetails.
AllshesaidwasthatIshouldtrytodothe
Ifigurethat’sprettydecentadvice.ButI’mstill
not100%surewhatI’mgoingtodotomorrow.
Thursday
Well,Iwasupallnighttossingandturning
overthisRowleysituation,butIfinallymade
upmymind.Idecidedtherightthingtodo
wastojustletRowleytakeonefortheteam
thistimearound.
i’msorryiterrorized
youchildren.
Onthewayhomefromschool,Icamecleanwith
Rowleyandtoldhimthewholetruthaboutwhat
happened,andhowitwasmewhochasedthe
kidswiththeworms.
ThenItoldhimtherewerelessonswecould
bothlearnfromthis.ItoldhimIlearnedtobe
morecarefulaboutwhatIdoinfrontofMrs.
Irvine’shouse,andthathelearnedavaluable
lesson,too,whichisthis:Becarefulaboutwho
youlendyourcoatto.
Tobehonestwithyou,mymessagedidn’tseem
tobegettingthroughtoRowley.
Weweresupposedtohangoutafterschool
iguessthishasbeenalearningexperienceforbothofus!
today,buthesaidhewasjustgoingtogohome
andtakeanap.
Icouldn’treallyblamehim.BecauseifIdidn’t
havemyhotchocolatethismorning,Iwouldn’t
havehadmuchenergy,either.
WhenIgothome,Momwaswaitingformeat
thefrontdoor.
Momtookmeouttogetsomeicecreamasaspecial
treat.Andwhatthiswholeepisodehastaughtme
isthateveryonceinawhile,it’snotsuchabad
ideatolistentoyourmother.
didyoudotheright
thing?yeah!
Tuesday
Therewasanotherannouncementontheloudspeaker
today,andtobehonestwithyou,Ikindof
figuredthisonewascoming.
IknewitwasjustamatteroftimebeforeI
gotbustedforwhathappenedlastweek.
WhenIgottoMr.Winsky’soffice,hewas
gregheffley,pleasereporttomr.
winsky’soffice.
sipppp...
reallymad.Mr.Winskytoldmethatan
“anonymoussource”hadinformedhimthatI
wastherealculpritintheworm-chasingincident.
ThenhetoldmeIwasrelievedofmySafety
Patrolduties“effectiveimmediately.”
Well,itdoesn’ttakeadetectivetofigureout
thattheanonymoussourcewasRowley.
Ican’tbelieveRowleywentandbackstabbed
melikethat.WhileIwassittingtheregetting
chewedoutbyMr.Winsky,Iwasthinking,I
needtoremembertogivemyfriendalecture
aboutloyalty.
Laterontoday,RowleygotreinstatedasaPatrol.
Andgetthis:HeactuallygotaPromotion.
Mr.WinskysaidRowleyhad“exhibiteddignity
IthoughtaboutreallylettingRowleyhaveit
forrattingmeoutlikethat,butthenI
realizedsomething.
InJune,alltheofficersintheSafetyPatrols
goonatriptoSixFlags,andtheygettotake
alongonefriend.IneedtomakesureRowley
knowsI’mhisguy.
Tuesday
letmegetthisforyou,
“captain”!
LikeIsaidbefore,theworstpartofgetting
kickedoffSafetyPatrolsislosingyourhot
chocolateprivileges.
Everymorning,Igotothebackdoorofthe
cafeteriasoRowleycanhookmeup.
Buteithermyfriendhasgonedeaforhe’stoo
busykissingtheotherofficers’buttstonoticeme
atthewindow.
Infact,nowthatIthinkofit,Rowleyhasbeen
totallygivingmethecoldshoulderlately.And
that’sreallylame,becauseifIrecallcorrectly,
He’stheonethatsoldmeout.
EventhoughRowleyhasbeenatotaljerklately,
Itriedtobreaktheicewithhimtoday,anyway.
Buteventhatdidn’tseemtowork.
psst!psst!
April
Friday
Eversincethewormincident,Rowleyhasbeen
hangingoutwithCollinLeeeverydayafterschool.
WhatreallystinksisthatCollinissupposedto
bemybackupfriend.
Thoseguysareactingtotallyridiculous.Today,
RowleyandCollinwerewearingthesematching
T-shirts,anditmademejustaboutwanttovomit.
Collinhadhisovernightbag,soIknewthey
weregoingtodoasleepoveratRowley’s.
AndIthought,Well,twocanplayattHAt
game.ThebestwaytogetbackatRowleywas
togetanewbestfriendofmyown.But
unfortunately,theonlypersonwhocametomind
rightatthatmomentwasFregley.
IwentuptoFregley’swithmyovernightbagso
RowleycouldseeIhadotherfriendoptions,too.
WhenIgotthere,Fregleywasinhisfront
yardstabbingakitewithastick.That’swhen
Istartedtothinkmaybethiswasn’tthebest
ideaafterall.
pantpant
pant
ButRowleywasinhisfrontyard,andhewas
watchingme.SoIknewtherewasnoturningback.
IinvitedmyselfintoFregley’shouse.Hismomsaid
shewasexcitedtoseeFregleywitha“playmate,”
whichwasatermIwasnottooenthusiasticabout.
MeandFregleywentupstairstohisroom.
FregleytriedtogetmetoplayTwisterwith
him,soImadesureIstayedtenfeetaway
fromhimatalltimes.
IdecidedthatIshouldjustpulltheplugon
thisstupidideaandgohome.ButeverytimeI
lookedoutthewindow,RowleyandCollinwere
stillinRowley’sfrontyard.
Ididn’twanttoleaveuntilthoseguyswentback
inside.Butthingsstartedtogetoutofhandwith
Fregleyprettyquickly.WhenIwaslookingoutthe
window,Fregleybrokeintomybackpackandatethe
wholebagofjellybeansIhadinthere.
Fregley’soneofthesekidswho’snotsupposed
toeatanysugar,sotwominuteslater,hewas
bouncingoffthewalls.
Fregleystartedactinglikeatotalmaniac,and
hechasedmeallaroundhisupstairs.
Ikeptthinkinghewasgoingtocomedownoff
ofhissugarhigh,buthedidn’t.Eventually,I
lockedmyselfinhisbathroomtowaithimout.
Around11:30,itgotquietoutinthehallway.
That’swhenFregleyslippedapieceofpaper
underthedoor.
Ipickeditupandreadit.
DearGregory,
I’mverysorryIchased you with
aboogeronmyfinger.Here,Iputiton
slip
That’sthelastthingIrememberbeforeI
blackedout.
Icametomysensesafewhourslater.AfterI
wokeup,Icrackedthedooropen,andIheard
snoringcomingfromFregley’sroom.SoIdecided
tomakearunforit.
MomandDadwerenothappywithmeforgetting
themoutofbedat2:00inthemorning.Butby
thatpoint,Icouldreallycareless.
clack
Monday
Well,meandRowleyhaveofficiallybeenex-friends
foraboutamonthnow,andtobehonestwith
you,I’mbetteroffwithouthim.
I’mgladIcanjustdowhateverIwantwithout
havingtoworryaboutcarryingallthatdead
weightaround.
LatelyI’vebeenhangingoutinRodrick’sroom
afterschoolandgoingthroughhisstuff.Theother
day,Ifoundoneofhismiddleschoolyearbooks.
Everyonceinawhile,IseeRodrick’soldclassmates
aroundtown.AndIhavetoremembertothank
Rodrickformakingchurchalotmoreinteresting.
Jerk Jerk Cool
jerk.
ButthepageinRodrick’syearbookthat’s
reallyinterestingistheClassFavoritespage.
That’swheretheyputpicturesofthekidswho
getvotedMostPopularandMostTalentedand
allthat.
RodrickwroteonhisClassFavoritespage,too.
Youknow,thisClassFavoritesthinghasreally
gotmygearsturning.
IfyoucangetyourselfvotedontotheClass
Favoritespage,you’repracticallyanimmortal.
Evenifyoudon’tliveuptowhatyougot
MOSTLIKELYTOSUCCEED
Netd
BillWatson KathyNguyen
pickedfor,itdoesn’treallymatter,becauseit’s
onpermanentrecord.
PeoplestilltreatBillWatsonlikehe’ssomething
special,eventhoughheendedupdroppingoutof
highschool.
WestillrunintohimattheFoodBarnevery
onceinawhile.
Sohere’swhatI’mthinking:Thisschoolyear
hasbeenkindofabust,butifIcangetvoted
asaClassFavorite,I’llgooutonahighnote.
I’vebeentryingtothinkofacategoryIhave
ashotat.MostPopularandMostAthleticare
willthatbepaperor
plastic,ma’am?
definitelyout,soI’mgoingtohavetofind
somethingthat’salittlebitmoreinreach.
AtfirstIthoughtmaybeIshouldwearreally
niceclothesfortherestoftheyearsoIcan
getBestDressed.
Wednesday
LastnightIwaslyinginbed,andithitme:I
shouldgoforClassClown.
It’snotlikeI’mknownforbeingrealfunnyat
schooloranything,butifIcanpulloffonebig
prankrightbeforevoting,thatcoulddoit.
yeeoww!
MayThursdayTodayIwastryingtofigureouthowIwas
goingtosneakathumbtackontoMr.Worth’s
chairinHistorywhenhesaidsomethingthat
mademerethinkmyplan.
Mr.Worthtoldushehasadentist’s
appointment
tomorrow,sowe’regoingtohavea
substitute.
Subsarelikecomicgold.Youcansayjust
about
anythingyouwant,andyoucan’tgetin
trouble.
gregheffley,willyoupleasedothisproblem?
yourmama!
excuseme?yourbig
fannygranny!
well,ihardlythinkthat’s...
yourslap-happy
grandpappy!
Friday
IwalkedintomyHistoryclasstoday,ready
toexecutemyplan.ButwhenIgottothe
door,guesswhothesubstituteteacherwas?
Ofallthepeopleintheworldtobeoursub
today,itwasMom.IthoughtMom’sdaysof
gettinginvolvedatmyschoolwereover.
hi,honeybunches!
Sheusedtobeoneofthoseparentswhocame
intohelpoutintheclassroom.Butthatall
changedafterMomvolunteeredtobea
chaperoneforourfieldtriptothezoowhen
Iwasinthirdgrade.
Momhadpreparedallsortsofmaterialtohelpus
kidsappreciatethedifferentexhibits,butall
anyonewantedtodowaswatchtheanimalsgo
tothebathroom.
Anyway,MomtotallyfoiledmyplantowinClass
Clown.I’mjustluckythere’snotacategory
calledBiggestMama’sBoy,becauseaftertoday,
I’dwinthatoneinalandslide.
heeheeheehee!
elephants
youforgotyourlunch
athome!
Wednesday
Theschoolpapercameoutagaintoday.Iquit
myjobasschoolcartoonistafter“Creightonthe
CuriousStudent”cameout,andIdidn’treally
carewhotheypickedtoreplaceme.
Buteveryonewaslaughingatthecomicspageat
lunch,soIpickedupacopytoseewhatwasso
funny.AndwhenIopeneditup,Icouldn’t
believemyeyes.
Itwas“Zoo-WeeMama.”AndofcourseMr.Ira
didn’tchangeasinglewordofRowley’sstrip.
Zoo-WeeMama byRowley Jefferson
Hey beautifulladydoyouwanttogoonadate
withme?
IamnotaladyIamjustoneofthosedogswith long hairso no thankstothatdate.
zoo-weemama!
SonowRowley’sgettingallthefamethatwas
supposedtobemine.
EventheteachersarekissingRowley’sbutt.I
almostlostmylunchwhenMr.Worthdroppedhis
chalkinHistoryclass—
willyouputusinyourcomic?
sure!heh,heh.
zoo-weemama!
hahaha!
hahaha!
Monday
This“Zoo-WeeMama”thinghasreallygotme
workedup.Rowleyisgettingallthecreditfora
comicthatwecameupwithtogether.Ifigured
theleasthecoulddowasputmynameonthe
stripastheco-creator.
SoIwentuptoRowleyafterschoolandtold
himthat’swhathewasgonnahavetodo.But
Rowleysaid“Zoo-WeeMama”wasallHisidea
andthatIdidn’thaveanythingtodowithit.
Iguesswemust’vebeentalkingprettyloud,
becausethenextthingyouknew,weattracted
acrowd.
fight!fight!fight!
fight!fight!fight!
ThekidsatmyschoolareAlWAysitchingto
seeafight.MeandRowleytriedtowalkaway,
butthoseguysweren’tgoingtoletusgountil
theysawusthrowsomepunches.
I’veneverbeeninarealfightbefore,soIdidn’t
knowhowIwassupposedtostandorholdmy
fistsoranything.AndyoucouldtellRowley
didn’tknowwhathewasdoingeither,becausehe
juststartedprancingaroundlikealeprechaun.
IwasprettysureIcouldtakeRowleyina
fight,butthethingthatmademenervouswas
thefactthatRowleytakeskarate.Idon’tknow
whatkindofhocus-pocustheyteachinRowley’s
karateclasses,butthelastthingIneededwas
forhimtolaymeoutrightthereontheblacktop.
BeforemeorRowleymadeamove,therewasa
screechingsoundintheschoolparkinglot.A
bunchofteenagershadstoppedtheirpickup
truck,andtheystartedpilingout.
Iwasjusthappythateveryone’sattentionwas
ontheteenagersinsteadofmeandRowley.But
alltheotherkidstookoffwhentheteenagers
startedheadingourway.
AndthenIrealizedthattheseteenagers
lookedawfullyfamiliar.
That’swhenithitme.Thesewerethesame
guyswhochasedmeandRowleyaroundon
Halloweennight,andtheyhadfinallycaughtup
withus.
Butbeforewecouldmakearunforit,wehadour
armspinnedbehindourbacks.
Thoseguyswantedtoteachusalessonfor
tauntingthemonHalloweennight,andthey
startedarguingoverwhattheyshoulddowithus.
Buttobehonestwithyou,Iwasmoreconcerned
aboutsomethingelse.TheCheesewasonlyafew
Thebigteenagermusthavecaughtmyeye,
becausethenextthingIknew,hewaslooking
attheCheese,too.AndIguessthatgavehim
theideahewaslookingfor.
Rowleygotsingledoutfirst.Thebigkidgrabbed
RowleyanddraggedhimovertotheCheese.
Now,Idon’twanttosayexactlywhathappened
next.BecauseifRowleyevertriestorunfor
Presidentandsomeonefindsoutwhattheseguys
madehimdo,hewon’thaveachance.
SoI’llputittoyouthisway:TheymadeRowley
_theCheese.
sputtergasp
Iknewtheyweregonnamakemedoit,too.I
startedtopanic,becauseIknewIwasn’tgoing
tobeabletofightmywayoutofthissituation.
SoIdidsomefasttalkinginstead.
Andbelieveitornot,itactuallyworked.
iwould,buti’mallergictodiary!
you’relucky,punk! iknow,
iknow!
Iguesstheteenagersweresatisfiedtheyhad
madetheirpoint,becauseaftertheymade
RowleyfinishofftherestoftheCheese,they
letusgo.Theygotbackintheirtruckand
tookoffdowntheroad.
MeandRowleywalkedhometogether.Butneither
oneofusreallysaidanythingonthewayback.
IthoughtaboutmentioningtoRowleythat
maybehecouldhavepulledoutacoupleofhis
karatemovesbackthere,butsomethingtoldme
toholdoffonthatthoughtforrightnow.
shuddershudder
Tuesday
Atschooltoday,theteachersletusoutside
afterlunch.
Ittookaboutfivesecondsforsomeoneto
realizetheCheesewasmissingfromitsspoton
theblacktop.
Everybodycrowdedaroundtolookatwherethe
heyyyyyyyyy!
Cheeseusedtobe.Nobodycouldbelieveitwas
actuallygone.
Peoplestartedcomingupwiththesecrazytheories
aboutwhathappenedtoit.Somebodysaidthat
maybetheCheesegrewlegsandwalkedaway.
Ittookallmyself-controltokeepmymouth
shut.AndifRowleywasn’tstandingright
there,Ihonestlydon’tknowifIcouldhave
keptquiet.
Acoupleoftheguyswhowerearguingoverwhat
happenedtotheCheesewerethesameoneswho
wereeggingmeandRowleyonyesterdayafternoon.
SoIknewitwasn’tgoingtobelongbefore
someoneputtwoandtwotogetherandfiguredout
thatwemusthavehadsomethingtodowithit.
mmf!
Rowleywasstartingtopanic,andIdon’t
blamehim,either.Ifthetruthevercameout
abouthowtheCheesedisappeared,Rowleywould
befinished.He’dhavetomoveoutofthestate,
andmaybeeventhecountry.
That’swhenIdecidedtospeakup.
ItoldeveryonethatIknewwhathappenedto
theCheese.IsaidIwassickofitbeingonthe
blacktop,andIjustdecidedtogetridofitonce
andforall.
Forasecondthere,everyonejustfroze.I
thoughtpeopleweregoingtostartthankingme
forwhatIdid,butboy,wasIwrong.
IreallywishIhadwordedmystoryalittle
differently.BecauseifIthrewawaytheCheese,
guesswhatthatmeant?ItmeantthatIhave
theCheeseTouch.
scream! scream!
June
Friday
Well,ifRowleyappreciatedwhatIdidforhim
lastweek,hehasn’tsaidit.Butwe’vestarted
hangingoutafterschoolagain,soIguessthat
meansmeandhimarebacktonormal.
Icanhonestlysaythatsofar,havingthe
CheeseTouchhasn’tbeenallthatbad.
ItgotmeoutofdoingtheSquareDanceunit
diaperrashahead! bwaahahaha!
inPhysEd,becausenoonewouldpartnerup
withme.AndI’vehadthewholelunchtableto
myselfeveryday.
Todaywasthelastdayofschool,andthey
handedoutyearbooksaftereighthperiod.
IflippedtotheClassFavoritespage,and
here’sthepicturethatwaswaitingforme.
AllIcansayis,ifanyonewantsafreeyearbook,
theycandigoneoutofthetrashcaninthe
CLASSCLOWN
RowleyJefferson
ZOO-WEE
MAMA!
backofthecafeteria.
Youknow,RowleycanhaveClassClownforallI
care.Butifheevergetstoobigforhisbritches,
I’ l ljustremindhimthathewastheguywhoate
the.