Beezus and Ramona

Beezus and Ramona

Beverly Cleary

Language: English

Pages: 176

ISBN: 038070918X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Having a little sister like four-year-old Ramona isn't always easy for Beezus Quimby. With a wild imagination, disregard for order, and an appetite for chaos, Ramona makes it hard for Beezus to be the responsible older sister she knows she ought to be…especially when Ramona threatens to ruin Beezus's birthday party. Newbery Medal winner Beverly Cleary delivers a humorous tale of the ups and downs of sisterhood. Both the younger and older siblings of the family will enjoy this book.

Supports the Common Core State Standards

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interrupted herself. “Do you suppose when Ribsy was pawing at the door he bumped against the button in the center of the knob and really did lock the door? Of course! That’s exactly what must have happened.” A dog that locked the bathroom door! That Ribsy, thought Beezus. He’s always getting into trouble, and now he’s locked the Quimbys out of their bathroom. “I told you he locked the door,” Ramona said. 80 “Yes, but what was my dog doing in the bathroom in the first place?” Henry

that was that. 9 So only Beezus was left to read Scoopy to Ramona. Plainly something had to be done and it was up to Beezus to do it. But what? Arguing with Ramona was a waste of time. So was appealing to her better nature. The best thing to do with Ramona, Beezus had learned, was to think up something to take the place of whatever her mind was fixed upon. And what could take the place of The Littlest Steam Shovel? Another book, of course, a better book, and the place to find it was certainly

wonder,” he said, “exactly how long this is going to last.” “Just enjoy it while it does,” said Mother, who was basting patches on the knees of a pair of Ramona’s overalls. “Gr-r-r,” growled Ramona. “Gr-r-r.” Beezus also wondered just how long this would go on. She didn’t enjoy growling like a steam shovel and she felt that perhaps Ramona was getting her own way after all. I’m trying to like her like I’m supposed to, anyhow, Beezus thought, and I do like her more than I did this afternoon

of having her hair washed. Then Beezus stepped onto the stool and bent over the sink for her turn. After Mother had washed her own hair and before she went into the bathroom to put it up in pin curls, she said to Beezus, “Would you mind getting out the vacuum cleaner and picking up those graham-cracker crumbs Ramona spilled on the rug?” Beezus did not mind. She rather liked running the vacuum cleaner if her mother didn’t make a regular chore of it. “I’m going to have a par-tee,” sang

too late to turn back. Mrs. Wisser had seen them and was waving. “Why, hello there, Beatrice,” Mrs. Wisser said, when they met. “I see you have a dear little bunny with you today.” “Uh . . . yes.” Beezus didn’t know what else to say. Ramona obligingly hopped up and down to make her ears flop. Mrs.Wisser said to her friend, as if Beezus 12 and Ramona couldn’t hear, “Isn’t she adorable?” Both children knew whom Mrs. Wisser was talking about. If she had been talking about Beezus, she

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