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Chapter 4 A Dumb Balancing Act
“Are we gonna play football?” I asked Miss Small.
“No,” Miss Small said.
“How about basketball?” asked Ryan.
“Nope.”
“Soccer?”
“Not even close.”
“Baseball? Hockey? Tennis?”
“No. No. No.”
“Curling?” I asked.
“No.”
“I thought you said we were gonna have fun,” Michael complained.
“I did,” said Miss Small .
“So what are we gonna do?” I asked.
Miss Small went to a box near the bleachers and pulled out some giant feathers that were as long as her arms.
“We’re going to balance these peacock feathers,” she said.
“What!” I asked.
“Whoever can balance a feather on their finger the longest is the winner,” Miss Small said. She took a feather and balanced it on her finger. “See, it’s easy!”
She gave each of us a feather. I put the feather on my finger. It fell off right away. I put it back on my finger, and it fell off again. I tried moving my finger back and forth like Miss Small did to hold the feather up, but it fell off anyway.
Balancing feathers was not fun. It was dumb.
I looked up to see if Ryan could balance his feather. But his fell off. I turned around to see how Michael was doing. His feather fell off too.
In fact, there was only one kid in the whole class who was still balancing the dumb feather.
It was Andrea Young! Her dumb feather was just standing up all straight on her dumb finger like it was glued there.
“Good job, Andrea!” said Miss Small.
“You have excellent balance.” And she gave Andrea a certificate that said she was a feather-balancing expert.
“Thanks, Miss Small,” Andrea said.
“Maybe Fizz Ed won’t be so bad after all!”
I hate her.
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