School Days According to Humphrey by Betty G Birney

Author:Betty G Birney [Birney, Betty G]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Social Issues, Fiction, School & Education, Humphrey (Fictitious Character: Birney), Mice; Hamsters; Guinea Pigs; Etc, Reptiles & Amphibians, Friendship, Hamsters, Pets, Nature, Family & Relationships, Juvenile Fiction, Humorous Stories, Animals, Frogs & Toads, Schools, Humphrey (Fictitious Character : Birney), Frogs
ISBN: 9781101516249
Publisher: Putnam Juvenile
Published: 2011-06-30T00:00:00+00:00

Later, I worked on my poem for a while.

Autumn, oh, autumn,

When everybody’s busy,

There are so many problems,

I’m feeling kind of dizzy!

HUMPHREY’S RULES OF SCHOOL: Keep your body busy, but don’t be a busybody.

9

The Worst Class Doesn’t Get Better

Tardy.

It’s not a word I’d heard very often. But I’ve figured out what it means: late.

If you’re tardy, you have to go to the office and get a piece of paper that lets you back into class.

This year, I’ve heard the word tardy more often than I did all of last year. A few of my old friends were tardy from time to time, usually when the buses got in late.

But Hurry-Up-Harry was tardy a lot.

He got to school on time (barely) the first two days of the week, but on Wednesday, he was so late, Mrs. Brisbane had counted him as absent. When he finally arrived, he gave his slip of paper to Mrs. Brisbane.

“Very well, Harry. Hurry up and get to your seat,” she said.

“It wasn’t my fault,” he said. “Here’s a note from my mom. She tells you there that the alarm didn’t go off.”

He pulled a letter out of his backpack and handed it to her. She read it quickly, thanked him and sent him to his seat.

He didn’t go right away. “We used to live almost next door to the school,” he said. “Then I could walk. But now she has to drive me here and it takes longer.”

Mrs. Brisbane looked at Harry as if she didn’t know what to say. Which is pretty unusual for Mrs. Brisbane.

“Does this mean I can’t have Humphrey this weekend?” Harry asked.

“We’ll talk about it later, Harry,” Mrs. Brisbane said.

“It wasn’t really his fault, was it, Og?” I asked my neighbor while my friends worked on math problems. I should have been working on them, too, but I was thinking more about Harry’s problem than about number problems.

Og didn’t answer. He just splashed lazily in the water. I wasn’t sure what he thought about Hurry-Up-Harry.

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