Wayside School Is Falling Down by Sachar Louis

Author:Sachar, Louis [Sachar, Louis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: School Stories, Show-And-Tell Presentations - Fiction, Humorous Stories, Chapter Books, Readers, Humorous, Juvenile Fiction, Schools - Fiction, Fiction, Teachers, Audiobooks, Schools, Education, School & Education, Professional Development, Show-And-Tell Presentations
ISBN: 9780380731503
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 1989-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

“I won’t,” he assured her.

He ate lunch with Myron and D.J. He saved his Tootsie Roll Pop for last.

Joy and Maurecia came up behind him.

“Hi, Dameon,” said Joy. “How’s your girlfriend?”

“What?” asked Dameon. He turned red. “Who are you talking about? I don’t have a girlfriend!”

“You’re in love with Mrs. Jewls!” accused Maurecia.

“You better watch out,” said Joy. “Mister Jewls might come after you.”

The two girls laughed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Dameon. “I’m not in love with Mrs. Jewls!” He looked to his friends for support.

Myron shrugged.

D.J. smiled.

“Prove it!” said Joy. “Prove you’re not in love with her.”

“That’s stupid,” said Dameon. “How can I prove I’m not in love with Mrs. Jewls?”

“Give her this,” said Joy. She handed Dameon a paper bag.

“Your lunch?” asked Dameon.

“Look inside,” said Maurecia.

Inside the paper bag was a dead rat.

Dameon knew Mrs. Jewls hated dead rats more than anything in the world.

“Put it in her desk,” said Joy.

“If you don’t, it means you love her,” said Maurecia.

“I’m not in love with her,” said Dameon.

“Prove it,” said Joy.

“Okay, I will!” said Dameon.

The girls left.

“You don’t have to put the dead rat in her desk,” said D.J.

“We don’t care,” said Myron.

“You think I’m in love with her too, don’t you?” asked Dameon.

Myron shrugged.

D.J. smiled.

“Some friends you are!” said Dameon. “I’ll show you!”

After lunch he was the first one back in class. He carried Joy’s paper sack.

“Hello, Dameon,” said Mrs. Jewls. “Did you have a nice lunch?”

“It was all right,” he muttered.

“Oh, would you mind getting the construction paper from the closet and putting it on my desk?” asked Mrs. Jewls. “Thank you.”

Dameon went to the closet and got the construction paper. He put it on her desk. Then, when she wasn’t looking he opened her desk drawer and dumped the dead rat into it. He shut the drawer.

“Thank you, Dameon,” said Mrs. Jewls. “You’re always so helpful. It’s such a pleasure to have you in my class.”

Dameon felt awful.

Mrs. Jewls read a story to the class.

Dameon couldn’t pay attention. He kept wondering when she’d open her drawer.

After the story they had art. Everyone was supposed to make snowflakes.

Dameon folded his piece of construction paper in half.

Mrs. Jewls screamed.

“What’s wrong, Mrs. Jewls?” asked Joy.

“Somebody put a dead rat in my desk,” said Mrs. Jewls.

“I did!” declared Dameon.

“Dameon?” Mrs. Jewls said with great surprise. “Why?”

“Because I hate you!” said Dameon. “You’re always making me do things for you.”

“Oh, I see,” said Mrs. Jewls.

“Should I write my name on the board under DISCIPLINE?” he asked.

“No, that won’t be necessary,” said Mrs. Jewls.

That made him feel even worse. Why did I have to prove myself to Joy? he wondered. I don’t like Joy. I like Mrs. Jewls. He felt rotten.

When the bell rang, Dameon waited for all the other kids to leave. Then he walked to Mrs. Jewls’s desk.

She was grading papers. “Yes, Dameon?”

“Do you want me to erase the board for you?” he asked.

“That’s all right,” said Mrs. Jewls. “I’ll do it myself.”

Dameon sadly walked out of the room and down the stairs.

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