Junie B., First Grader: One-Man Band (Junie B. Jones #22)
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Barbara Park’s New York Times bestselling chapter book series, Junie B. Jones, is a classroom favorite and has been keeping kids laughing—and reading—for more than twenty years. Over 60 million copies in print and now with a bright new look for a new generation!
Meet the World’s Funniest First Grader—Junie B. Jones! It’s time for the first-grade kickball tournament! Only, here’s the problem. Junie B. has hurt her big piggy toe and she can’t play on the team. So now what? She definitely doesn’t want to be a cheerleader. But wait! Maybe she could be in Sheldon’s halftime show! Then all eyes would be on her! And she would be the star! Hurray! Hurray! Junie B. . . . in the spotlight. What could possibly go wrong?
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for honesty.” —Time “First grade offers a whole year of exciting possibilities for Junie B. … As always, Park is in touch with what kids know and how they feel.” —School Library Journal “Sassy, hilarious, and insightful. Park obviously understands the passions and fears of first-graders.” —Booklist Laugh out loud with Junie B. Jones! #1 Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus #2 Junie B. Jones and a Little Monkey Business #3 Junie B. Jones and Her Big Fat Mouth #4 Junie B.
actually true, Sheldon. Lots of colleges have male cheerleaders,” he said. “But since you and Junie B. both have injuries, I'll let you two pick different jobs to do in the tournament. Okay? That would only be fair.” Sheldon looked relieved. “Yes!” he said. “I was hoping you'd say that! Because I already know what I'm going to do!” He quick climbed on his chair and made a 'nouncement. “I'm going to do a halftime show! I'm going to do a halftime show!” he shouted. Mr. Scary grabbed him and
put him back in his seat. “A halftime show?” he asked, kind of curious. Sheldon nodded real fast. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” he said. “’Cause my dad used to play the cymbals in his high school band! And he already taught me how. Plus he still has his band uniform! So my mother can fix it to fit me! And then I can march and play the cymbals like a real professional band guy!” Sheldon clapped his hands together. “And wait! Here's another idea! Maybe I can sing, too! ’Cause I learned some songs at
forget,” he told me. My skin did a shiver. “Yeah, only that's exactly what I'm afraid of,” I said. After that, Mr. Scary took me and Sheldon by our hands. And he walked us to the field. My legs felt like Silly String. Mr. Scary went out to the microphone. And he made a 'nouncement to the people. “Welcome to our halftime show, everyone,” he said. “While Rooms One and Four are resting for the final game of the tournament, two of my students will present some very special entertainment.” He
And that's when the worstest thing of all happened! ’Cause Room Two started laughing their heads off at us! And it was the meanest laughing I ever even heard! Sheldon froze very stiff. He stood there like a statue. And he wouldn't even budge. Then—all of a sudden—CRASH! He dropped his cymbals. And he ran across the playground as fast as a speedboat! One of the teachers ran after him. But Sheldon zoomed faster and faster. Then he ran behind the swing sets. And he circled around the