Junie B., First Grader: Boo...and I Mean It! (Junie B. Jones, No. 24)

Junie B., First Grader: Boo...and I Mean It! (Junie B. Jones, No. 24)

Barbara Park

Language: English

Pages: 96

ISBN: 0375828079

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Barbara Park’s New York Times bestselling chapter book series, Junie B. Jones, is a classroom favorite and has been keeping kids laughing—and reading—for more than twenty years. Over 60 million copies in print and now with a bright new look for a new generation!
Meet the World’s Funniest First Grader—Junie B. Jones! It’s Halloween! But Junie B. is afraid to go trick-or-treating. ’Cause what if witches and monsters are really real? And what if pumpkins with sharp teeth can eat your feet? And don’t even get her started on the candy corn problem. So how is Junie B. supposed to enjoy this scary holiday?
USA Today:
“Junie B. is the darling of the young-reader set.”
Publishers Weekly:
“Park convinces beginning readers that Junie B.—and reading—are lots of fun.”
Kirkus Reviews:
“Junie’s swarms of young fans will continue to delight in her unique take on the world. . . . A hilarious, first-rate read-aloud.”
“Junie B. Jones is a feisty six-year-old with an endearing penchant for honesty.”

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my heart got pumpy and pounding inside. ’Cause I'm not good at reading from the board, that's why. I kept on sitting there. “Please,” said Mr. Scary. “Just give it a try, okay?” Finally, I stood up. And I squinted at the sentences. I read real slow. “Bob… is … a … bug … bag,” I read. I did a teensy frown at that news. “Really?” I asked. “Bob is a bug bag?” Mr. Scary pointed to sentence number two. “Try this one,” he said. I squinted some more. “I… like … my … hog … spit,” I read again.

headed for the door. “Okey-doke. Well, I guess I'll be getting back to recess now,” I said. “See ya.” I waited for him to answer. He did not say see ya. I turned around. “See ya?” I said a little bit softer. But Mr. Scary just shook his head no. ’Cause too bad for me. He had other plans. Mr. Scary took my hand. We walked out of Room One and down the hall. “You and I are going to visit Mrs. Weller, Junie B.,” he said. “You remember Mrs. Weller from last year, don't you?” I shook my

head no. ’Cause that name did not ring a bell. “Mostly I would just like to remember recess,” I said. Mr. Scary patted my shoulder. “Mrs. Weller is a lovely person,” he said. “Recess is a lovely person, too,” I said. “Mrs. Weller is the school nurse,” he said. I quick stopped walking. Because the school nurse is where you go when you are sick or tired. And I was totally fine. “But I am in good shape,” I said. “See me? I don't even need a Band-Aid.” Mr. Scary smiled. He pulled me along

again. “Of course you're in good shape, Junie B.,” he said. “But Mrs. Weller does lots of nice things besides giving out Band-Aids.” Just then, we walked into Mrs. Weller's office. And guess what? I remembered her perfectly well! I just never knew she had a name before! “Why, Junie B. Jones,” she said. “What a nice surprise to see you again.” “It's a surprise to see you, too,” I said. “Cause I'm not even sick or tired. Plus also, I'm supposed to be on the playground right now.” Mrs. Weller

before, May.” I leaned closer to her face. “B., B., B., B., B.,” I said. After that, I slumped in my seat. And I put my head on my desk. I peeked at the other children who sit near me. Their names are Herb. And Lennie. And José. I do not know them from a hole in the ground. I did another sigh. First grade is not what it's cracked up to be. My room is named Room One. I was nervous when I came here yesterday. That's how come Daddy had to carry me all the way to the room. ’Cause my legs

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