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Bradley Chalkers Homework Book Report My Parents Didn't Steal an Elephant By Uriah C. Lasso Mrs. Ebbel's class Room 12 Red Hill School Last seat, last row Next to Jeff
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He sometimes daydreamed about sitting beside her in a beautiful meadow and just counting her freckles.
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No bull--
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She was on the outside here too, just like at school. Even in the circular room, with all the fish swimming around her, she was on the outside. She was in the middle, but on the outside.
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liked his jokes and even laughed and everything, he didn't think about the pebble.
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Some hunters like to shoot ostriches that have their heads buried in the sand.
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David shared his worktable with a girl.
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Lucy hugged my uncle as she gushed about how wonderful it was to see him playing bridge again. Then she got all flustered and apologetic because she had used the word see. "It's all right, Lucy," Trapp assured her. "I'm aware you have the ability to see me, even if I can't see you."
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For the record, I never described Lucy as overweight. I simply reported what she said. I have been very careful not to refer to any woman as old and fat.
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Passed away" seemed like an appropriate way of putting it. Over the next few days, I had this recurring image of Trapp sitting at the bridge table. He reaches into the bidding box, removes a pass card, and places it on the table. Then he slowly vanishes."
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SENATOR HALTINGS: Excuse me, did you just say Dr. Crumbly is a vet?
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Bad dreams are better than good dreams. When you have a bad dream, you wake up, you look around, and you say, "Whew! It was only a dream. Everything is still the same as it was--wonderful! When you have a good dream, you wake up, you look around, and you say, "Darn! It was only a dream. Everything is still the same as it was--rotten."
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Nothing in life is easy. But that's no reason to give up.
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Chalkers sat at his desk in the back of the room--last seat, last row. No one sat at the desk next to him or at the one in front of him. He was
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eraaaimkhwrhaweraaaeyaaakhwaamfankh`ngkhn`uuen . chiiwitaimmii`aairngaay aetkaimmiiehtuphlthiicchay`maeph thaanaaytangaicchtham`aaircchringcchang naaycchaprahlaadaicchemuue`phbwaatawe`ngprasbkhwaamsamercch
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eraaaimkhwrhaweraaakhwaamfankh`ngkhn`uuen . chiiwitaimmii`aairngaay aetkaimmiiehtuphlthiicchay`maeph thaanaaytangaicchtham`aaircchringcchang naaycchaprahlaadaicchemuue`phbwaatawe`ngprasbkhwaamsamercch . aelathiisamkhay khneraaekidhnediiyw kkhwraichchiiwitaihkhumkhaathiisud
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emuue`naayt`ngaichewlaathangchiiwit`yuuainhlum thaangediiywthiinaaycchaaipt`aidkhuue`piinklabkhuenmaa
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It probably took Leslie longer to type the @ symbol than it would have to type the word at, but that's the kind of thing she loves to do.
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ekhaakhidephiiyngkaaredinaipthiilakaaw odyaimkhidaipaiklthuengphaarathiiyaakcchaepnaipaidchuengr``yuutrnghnaa
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khuncchat`ngthmhlumaihetmdwytawkhune`ng
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What's wrong with Louis?" asked Ron. "Is he sick or something?" "Yes," said Jenny. "He's got a real bad disease. And it's spelled L-O-V-E."
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There are two elevators. One is blue. One is red. When you want to go up, you take the blue elevator. When you want to go down, you take the red elevator. It's that simple. It can't go wrong! The blue one only goes up. And the red one only goes down." And so, at last, Wayside School got elevators. A blue one and a red one. They each worked perfectly one time -- and never could be used again."
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No one's ever brought me flowers before," said Mr. Kidswatter. "You may not believe this, Louis, but I don't have many friends." He put his hand on Louis's shoulder. "You're like a son to me," he said. "And you're a maggot-infested string bean," muttered Louis. "What?" asked Mr. K. "I said, you're a magnificent human being."
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I have a package for somebody named Mrs. Jewls," he said. "I'll take it," said Louis. "Are you Mrs. Jewls?" asked the man. "No," said Louis. "I have to give it to Mrs. Jewls," said the man. Louis thought a moment. He didn't want the man disturbing the children. He knew how much they hated to be interrupted when they were working. "I'm Mrs. Jewls," he said. "But you just said you weren't Mrs. Jewls," said the man. "I changed my mind," said L..
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The hobo wore old black shoes that also looked like they were too big for him, but that might have been because he wasn't wearing any socks.
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What do you eat?" she asked. "Mulligan stew," said Bob. "My friends and I collect scraps of food all day, and then we cook it up in a big pot and share it. It's always different, but very tasty." "Why is it called mulligan stew?" asked Stephen. "There was once a hobo named Mulligan," said Bob. "He made the first mulligan stew." "Was he a good cook?" asked Todd. "No, he was eaten by cannibals."
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Mac raised his hand. "Once I could only find one of my socks," he said. "Man, I looked everywhere for it! Under the bed, in the bathroom. You'll never guess where I finally found it." "In the refrigerator," said Bob. Mac's mouth dropped open. "How'd you know?" Bob shrugged. "Where else?"
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This was the eighteenth day in a row that the special was Mushroom Surprise. It was called Mushroom Surprise because it would have been a surprise if anybody had ever ordered it. No one ever did--except Louis, of course. That's why they'd had it for eighteen days. There was always plenty left over.
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Until he knows he isn't a monster, how is anybody else supposed to know?
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Instead, they called her a name. They called her "a genius." And even though it really didn't explain anything, everybody considered it a satisfactory explanation. And that way, nobody ever had to really try to understand."
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He didn't want her to know that he didn't understand, but what he didn't realize was that she didn't understand either, so that if he had just told her he didn't understand, she would have understood, but when he told her he understood, then she didn't understand.
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Tired," said Jason. "S-L-E-E-P-Y. Tired."
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Miss Zarves taught the class on the nineteenth story. There was no Miss Zarves.
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If a donkey could talk, and if the donkey had a sore throat, and if it spoke with a French accent--that was what Mr. Gorf's voice sounded like.
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Even the book I'm reading to my class," said Miss Zarves. "The author makes fun of teachers!"
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They had never had a nice teacher. They were terribly afraid of nice teachers.
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In fact, they were much too cute to be children.
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Yes," Leslie agreed. "Rondi showed excellent taste by not wearing the hat or the boots. They go so well together."
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only, if only, the moon speaks no reply; Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by. Be strong my weary wolf, turn around boldly. Fly high, my baby bird, My angel, my only
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She said his life would be like walking upstream in a rushing river. The secret was to take small steps and just keep moving forward. If he tried to take too big a step, the current would knock him off his feet and carry him back downstream.
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