Little Sister is Not My Name by Sharon M. Draper

Author:Sharon M. Draper [M. Draper, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2013-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

The next day I rule my school. Everybody is buzzing about how cool my grammy is.

But Miss Armstrong is back on task after the glow of Grammy’s visit, and she gives us class time to work on our “Who Am I?” language arts assignment. Grammy’s stories swirl through my mind as I begin to work on my project.

I dig in my Sassy Sack, pull out a red sparkly pen and my favorite notebook, and try to think. I want to write something magical like Grammy’s tales.

“Can I borrow a piece of gum, Sassy?” Travis asks in a whisper.

“You’re gonna chew it and give it back?” I ask him with a giggle as I reach down into my bag to get some banana-berry-fruit bubble gum.

He laughs as he takes the gum. “I promise to take good care of it. Let me know when you want it back!”

“Please, keep it,” I tell him.

Miss Armstrong, of course, hears and sees everything, but she just gives us a look that says Get back to work.

I think I want to write a poem to tell about myself, but it’s like my ideas are floating on an ocean, not in my head. I don’t know who I am. How do I write about what I don’t understand?

Jasmine passes me a note that says we’re gonna have math for two hours today. She’s actually happy about that.

That’s like the plot of a horror movie, I write back.

When the bell rings and we go next door for math class, I think time stops. The clock in the classroom must be broken. Only five minutes have passed? I’m getting sleepy.

Our math teacher, Mr. Olsen, is completely bald on top. His head shines under the classroom lights. He looks like a lightbulb.

Even though he has no hair on his head, he has fuzzy brown hair growing out of his nose and ears. I try to concentrate on numbers, but I keep watching his nose hair wiggle as he talks.

“Should you use addition or subtraction to solve this problem, Sassy?” I hear him say.

I look down at my book. The numbers are doing the hokeypokey dance on the page. “Uh, subtraction!” I answer. It’s a guess.

“Good job, Sassy!” Mr. Olsen sounds pleased. I’m glad I’m a good guesser.

He goes to Jasmine for the answer. She gobbles numbers like slippery noodles.

“One thousand two hundred and twenty-five,” she announces. Her voice is clear and sure. I don’t think she ever feels sweaty and nervous in math like I do.

“You ready for the mall?” she whispers after Mr. Olsen calls on someone else.

“Really ready!” I whisper back. I check the clock once more.

After school Jasmine’s mom is taking us to the mall. Jasmine has to get a black skirt and a white blouse because she’s in the school choir and that’s what they wear. Pretty boring outfit, if you ask me, but I guess it’s easy to find at the store.

When the bell finally rings, I want to kiss the clock. I think it took fifty hours to get to three o’clock.

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