Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me
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Mrs Minish came into the room. I went up to her. ‘Mrs Minish…somebody moved my desk.’
‘Oh… the custodian is always moving desks around when he sweeps.’
‘Can I move it back where it belongs?’
Mrs Minish looked around the classroom. ‘Why don’t you move it next to Donna Davidson’s… there’s a space over there.’
I went to my desk, stood the chair on top of it, and pushed it across the room, next to Donna’s desk.
When I did, she moved hers away and whispered, ‘Who wants to sit next to B.B.’ When it was time for gym, Mr Witneski chose Bruce and Linda for the captains. Linda picked Wendy first. I waited and waited but nobody chose me for a team. When I was the only one left Linda told Bruce, ‘You get B.B.’ And all the kids on Bruce’s team moaned.
I’ll show them, I thought. I’ll show them all. I will play so good I’ll kick ten home runs.
But I didn’t. I kicked three fly balls right to Wendy and each time I did, my team said, ‘What can you expect from B.B.?’
At lunch I found out that B.B. means Baby Brenner. It could have been worse. Wendy put a diaper pin on my desk with a note attached to it.
Baby Brenner better change her diapers.
She’s smelling up the whole room!
After I read the note I said, ‘Ha Ha…’ remembering that my mother told me that a person should always be able to laugh at herself. I tried to laugh as hard as the rest of the kids to show what a good sport I could be.
‘Goo goo…’ Robby Winters said. ‘See Baby Brenner laugh!’ He sounded like he was reading from a first grade book.
‘See Baby Brenner eat!’ Caroline said.
‘Baby Brenner eats only mushy-gushy foods like peanut better,’ Wendy told everyone, ‘because Baby Brenner can’t chew big people’s food yet.’
I didn’t finish my lunch.
That afternoon, when I got on the bus, Wendy stuck out her foot and tripped me. I fell flat on my face and my books flew all over the place. I tried to laugh again but this time the laugh just wouldn’t come. Tracy helped me up, collected my books, and led me to the seat she’d been saving.
‘See Baby Brenner!’ Wendy shouted. ‘Baby Brenner hasn’t learned to walk yet.’
Extract from the book Blubber
By Judy Blume
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London : Macmillan Children’s, 2012
Call Number: ENGLISH J BLU
Extract contributed by Grace Sim, Librarian, Public Library Services
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