Jessi's Gold Medal (9780545690492) by Martin Ann M

Author:Martin, Ann M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic
Published: 2014-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

“They said yes!” Dawn screamed, as she and Mary Anne ran into Claudia’s room.

“Yaaaaay!”

You should have heard the noise. I could swear the windows rattled. Why? Because we had solved the biggest problem facing the Mini-Olympics: where to have it. We had talked about using Dawn and Mary Anne’s big backyard, but we had to wait till they asked permission.

“Both Richard and my mom think it’s a great idea,” Dawn went on. “All we have to do is give them a date — any Friday after school or any Saturday during the day.”

“That’s perfect,” Kristy said. “What about the Saturday after the SMS Sports Festival?”

“Perfect,” Stacey said.

“Sounds good to me,” I added.

“I move we do it then,” Kristy said.

“I’ll write it down,” Mary Anne said, picking up the club record book.

“All in favor …?” Kristy said.

“Must we, Kristy?” Claudia moaned.

“All in favor …?” Kristy repeated.

“Aye,” we said wearily.

“All opposed?”

No one answered.

“Motion carried. The official date of the Mini-Olympics will be the Saturday immediately following the Sports Festival.”

“ ‘Immediately following’?” Claudia said with a sly smile. “What’s wrong with ‘after’?”

Kristy shot her a Look, but Claudia just handed her an open bag of pretzels and said, “Sorry! Peace offering!”

Kristy grinned and grabbed a handful. “Offer accepted.”

Mary Anne was scribbling in the record book. “So that’s two weeks from this Saturday, right?”

“Wood,” Kristy said. She meant to say “Right,” but her mouth was full of pretzel.

Over a month had passed since I had suggested the Mini-Olympics — and the idea had caught on like wildfire! At least thirty kids had already signed up, and most of their parents had agreed to help supervise.

Pretty amazing, huh? Just call me Jessi, Idea Sponge II.

Riinnnng!

Claudia picked up the receiver. “Hello, Baby-sitters Club…. Oh, hi, Mrs. Hobart! … Yes…. Oh! Sure they can…. Uh-huh…. Uh-huh…. Two weeks from Saturday…. You’re welcome. ’Bye!”

“Two weeks from Saturday?” Mary Anne said. “But we can’t do a job that day —”

Claudia shook her head. “That wasn’t about a job,” she said. “Mrs. Hobart wanted to ask us if her boys could be in the Mini-Olympics.”

“All of them?” I asked.

“The three younger ones. James wants to be in the three-legged race, Mathew wants to be in a regular race, and Johnny wants to do weight lifting.”

“But he’s only four!” Stacey commented.

“Well, Archie Rodowsky and Jamie Newton want to lift weights, too,” Mary Anne said. “I think all the four-year-olds have been talking about that for some reason.”

“We could get some kind of plastic weight set,” Kristy suggested.

Mary Anne removed a folded sheet of paper from the record book. “I think we need to update our schedule of events … let’s see, three-legged — James Hobart …”

“Oh!” Dawn said. “I sat for the Braddock kids last night. Haley decided to enter the funny-face race, and Matthew wants to be in the Wiffle ball derby.”

See what I mean? There were new entrants every day. I have to admit it was a boost to my ego. And I really needed one, considering how I was feeling about my synchro class.

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