Keena Ford and the Second-Grade Mix-Up by Melissa Thomson

Author:Melissa Thomson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin USA, Inc.

3:30 P.M.

I meant to tell Ms. Campbell when we were lining up for lunch. I had taken off my birthday crown and set it on my desk. When Ms. Campbell said, “Keena, are you not going to wear your birthday crown to lunch?” that was when I was going to say:

“No, Ms. Campbell, I am not going to wear my crown to lunch because it is not really my birthday. My birthday is February 9.”

But I didn’t say that. I didn’t say it because right before Ms. Campbell asked about the crown, she had gotten something out of the little refrigerator right behind her desk, and she had shown it to me. It was a chocolate cake that said “Happy birthday, Keena!” in light purple frosting.

That cake looked DELICIOUS. I really, really wanted a piece of that cake.

So I told Ms. Campbell that I wasn’t wearing the crown because I didn’t want it to get dirty at recess.

It was true that I DIDN’T want the crown to get dirty. But I still felt like a big fat liar.

When we got to lunch, I looked over at the table where Ms. Hanson’s class was sitting. I was looking for Eric. I knew that if he heard something about the chocolate cake, then everyone would find out it wasn’t my birthday. I didn’t see Eric at the table. I guessed he was in the bathroom.

Then I remembered—Eric had to go to the dentist! He was mad about going because he would miss lunch and recess but he would have to come back for math. I decided there was no way that Eric would be back before the end of recess. I also decided no one would know if I was celebrating my birthday a little early. So I raised my hand. “Ms. Campbell, can I go get the birthday crown? I think I want to wear it after all.”

After recess Ms. Campbell announced that we were having a special treat. I knew it was my birthday cake. She called everyone over to the carpet near her desk. All of the other girls had to sit, but I got to stand near the cake. Ms. Campbell and the class started singing “Happy Birthday” to ME. Even Linny Berry was singing. It was so exciting. I started to kind of believe that it really WAS my birthday. I had a big smile on my face. I even sang at the end of the song, except instead of singing “Happy birthday, dear Keena,” I sang “Happy birthday, dear me.” I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth really wide. I felt like I was on stage. I sang the last line as loud as I could: “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEE!”

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