A Flying Birthday Cake?
“3 Wall-ball A plain concrete wall stood right in the middle of the playground. It wasn’t attached to anything.
Sometimes, Marvin wondered who built it, and why. But he didn’t complain. Wall-ball was his favorite game.
At recess, he got on line to play.
“I can’t believe I have to sit next to Joe!” Nick complained.
“Duh, what’s an elephant?” asked Stuart. Then he and Nick cracked up.
“Joe was just nervous because he’s new here,” said Marvin.
“Duh, how much does my brain weigh?” asked Nick.
Stuart... laughed.
“His brain doesn’t weigh anything,” said Warren, who was in line in front of Stuart. “Because he doesn’t have one!”
Marvin looked around to make sure Joe wasn’t able to hear them. He saw Joe standing all by himself, on the edge of the blacktop. He looked lost. “Save my place,” Marvin said.
He walked over to Joe. “Hi. I’m Marvin.”
Joe smiled. “Hello, Marvin. I’m Joe. How do you do?” He held out his hand for Marvin to shake.
“Uh, fine,”MoreLess
Sometimes, Marvin wondered who built it, and why. But he didn’t complain. Wall-ball was his favorite game.
At recess, he got on line to play.
“I can’t believe I have to sit next to Joe!” Nick complained.
“Duh, what’s an elephant?” asked Stuart. Then he and Nick cracked up.
“Joe was just nervous because he’s new here,” said Marvin.
“Duh, how much does my brain weigh?” asked Nick.
Stuart... laughed.
“His brain doesn’t weigh anything,” said Warren, who was in line in front of Stuart. “Because he doesn’t have one!”
Marvin looked around to make sure Joe wasn’t able to hear them. He saw Joe standing all by himself, on the edge of the blacktop. He looked lost. “Save my place,” Marvin said.
He walked over to Joe. “Hi. I’m Marvin.”
Joe smiled. “Hello, Marvin. I’m Joe. How do you do?” He held out his hand for Marvin to shake.
“Uh, fine,”MoreLess
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