Karen's Big Job by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2016-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

Career Work

“Does anyone know what these are?” Natalie’s father asked our class. He held up large sheets of blue paper with white lines drawn all over them.

“They look like plans for something,” said Omar.

“Good,” said Mr. Springer. He sounded very impressed with Omar. “They are indeed. They are the plans for a house. We call them blueprints.” Mr. Springer is an architect. He gets to design all kinds of buildings. He showed us how to find the stairs, windows, and fireplaces on the plan. Then he told us the house had a secret passageway.

“Cool,” said Chris.

“Could we come play in this house when it is finished?” asked Bobby. Everyone laughed.

It was the first day of Career Week. My classmates’s parents were giving gigundoly good presentations. I still felt guilty about lying to Ms. Colman. But I was glad neither of my parents was coming to school. They would seem so boring next to the other parents.

I loved it when Terri and Tammy’s uncle told us about his theater. He brought in real stage props — the things the actors hold in the play. He let us hold Glinda’s magic wand and the broom that belonged to the Wicked Witch of the West. “There is someone backstage who only handles props. It is that person’s job to find what we need for the show. He or she also takes care of all the props while the show is running.”

Best of all, Mr. Barkan passed out some scripts and let us act out some scenes from the play. I insisted on being Dorothy. (She is the star of the show.) Pamela and Nancy wanted to be Dorothy too. So we took turns. I think Mr. Barkan liked the way I read. He told me I had a voice that projects.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“It means everyone in the theater will be able to hear you,” answered Mr. Barkan.

I felt very proud.

Audrey’s father came in wearing a big white chef’s hat and an apron. He handed out some menus from his restaurant. I could not read most of the menu. Then I figured out why. A lot of it was written in French. The special was something called canard à l’orange. Mr. Green told us that was duck with orange sauce.

“People really eat ducks?” asked Ian.

Mr. Green nodded. “Yes, and snails, rabbits, calves’ legs, frogs’ legs, and sheep’s intestines.”

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