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Authors: Suzy Kline

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Everyone really shivered!
“It's
Harry!”
they shouted.
And then a voice said, “Happy Halloween, boys and girls.”
It was the principal, Mr. Cardini.
Then, at 9:10, something slithered into the room. It was long and striped. It had a thin red tongue.
“Aaaauuugh!” screamed Sidney.
Miss Mackle walked over to look. “And who are you?” she asked.
The snake slithered across the classroom floor, and everyone screamed!
The snake went “Sssssss ...”
Miss Mackle started to tap her foot. “If it's who I think it is, you're ten minutes late for school.”
Everyone leaned forward to see.
A head popped out of the snake skin, and flashed his white teeth.
“Harry!” everyone shouted.
“You're late,” Miss Mackle said.
“Snakes don't move that quickly,” Harry replied. “It took me a long time to slither across the playground.”
“Well, you'll have to make up the extra time after school,” Miss Mackle said. “Ten minutes.”
Harry made a face.
Sidney beamed. “My watch says nine-twelve.”
Harry glared at Sidney.
Sometimes Harry is so horrible he has to stay after school.
Harry's Triple
Revenge
S
idney brought a book of bird stickers to Room 2B. He said he had a page of blue jays, a page of robins, and a page of something else.
“What's the something else?” Ida asked.
“It's a secret,” Sidney said, looking at Harry.
Harry lowered his eyebrows. “I know what the other stickers are. Don't you, Doug?”
I did when I looked at Harry's chair.
There was a yellow canary sticker stuck to it.
Sidney laughed. “Harry's a canary.”
Ida and Song Lee tried not to laugh.
Harry held up his fist. I knew what he was thinking.
Revenge!
At noon, we lined up to go to the cafeteria. Harry got his lunch box down from the shelf. Then he noticed something.
A yellow canary sticker was stuck to his lunch box.
This time Harry held up two fists.
I knew what that meant.
Double revenge!
When we got to the cafeteria table, Harry didn't say anything. He just bit into a banana and stared at Sidney.
After lunch our class walked upstairs to the library. Harry went right to the section with books about snakes, slugs, and sea turtles.
Mrs. Michaelsen tapped Harry on the shoulder. “I have a new book for you, Harry.”
Harry turned. “You do?”
“Just came in today.” And then she whispered, “It's horrible.”
Harry flashed his white teeth as he looked at the title of the book:
Terrible Tyrannosaurus Rex.
“Thanks, Mrs. Michaelsen. You're the best librarian in the world.”
Mrs. Michaelsen patted Harry on the head, and then she helped me find a good book on Indians.
Harry and I sat down at the reading table and read our books. We didn't think of a canary once.
When we went back to Room 2B, Harry put his dinosaur book under his lunch box because he wanted to take it home.
At 3 P.M., when the bell rang, we got our jackets, lunch boxes, and books.
That was when Harry saw it ...
A yellow canary sticker stuck to
Terrible Tyrannosaurus Rex!
Harry was so mad his eyebrows came together.
Harry gritted his teeth and carefully pulled the canary sticker off the plastic book cover.
“This means triple re
venge!” he growled.
At 3:05, Harry spotted Sidney by the big bush. “Wait up!” he called. “I want to tell you something.”
Sidney waited.
“I just wanted to shake your hand,” Harry said.
Sidney scratched his head. “You do?”
“Sure, that was a real neat trick you did today. You put a yellow canary sticker on my chair, my lunch box, and then on my new library book. You're one funny guy.”
“Well,” Sidney replied, “nothing like a good laugh.”
“Yeah,” Harry said. “So, I just wanted to shake your hand and let you know how I feel about things.”
Sidney put out his hand.
Harry shook it.
“Hey!” Sidney said, jerking his hand away and looking at it. “What's this yellow and brown slime in my hand?”
Harry made his teeth show as he smiled. “It was a slug.”
“Aaaauuuugh!”
Sidney screamed. “I squeezed a slimy slug! Help!” He ran down the sidewalk shaking his hand in the air.
Harry closed his lunch box. “Well, Doug, a leftover banana packs a lot of power.”
“Especially for triple revenge,” I said.
Harry wiped his hands on his jeans. “The guy had it coming. You don't fool around with
Terrible Tyrannosaurus Rex,”
he said as he tucked the book under his arm. “Or ...
me.”
I nodded.
Because it was the horrible truth.
Horrible Harry and the Thanksgiving Play
M
iss Mackle said that Room 2B was putting on a Thanksgiving play for the parents.
“Some of you will be Pilgrims, some of you will be Indians, and one of you will be Squanto.”
“I want to be Squanto,” I said. “I want to show the Pilgrims how to plant corn with dead fish bodies.”
Miss Mackle looked out the window.
When she looked back, she said, “Okay, Doug, you can be Squanto.”
“I want to be the dead fish body,” Harry said.
Miss Mackle stared at Harry. “You want to be a dead fish in our Thanksgiving play?”
Everyone in the class looked at Harry.
Harry beamed. “It's an important role. If it wasn't for the dead fish, the Pilgrims wouldn't have been able to fertilize the corn and if the corn wasn't fertilized, the corn wouldn't have grown and the Pilgrims would have starved and you wouldn't have a play about them. So, I want to be a dead fish.”
“But that's a horrible part to play ...
a dead fish!“ Miss Mackle said, making a face.
Harry flashed his white teeth. “I don't mind.”
Of course Harry wouldn't mind. Harry loves to do horrible things.
At the first practice, Song Lee got sick.
All she had to say was “Life is hard.” She was a Pilgrim. But she just mumbled.
“You have to speak up,” Miss Mackle said.
Song Lee looked like she was going to cry.
“Do you not feel well?” Miss Mackle asked.
Song Lee shook her head.
Ten minutes later, Song Lee went home.
Everyone knew why. Song Lee wasn't really sick. She was just too scared to say anything in front of anybody.
“Okay, places, everybody,” Miss Mackle called. “Pilgrims, you are in the field sowing. Squanto, you come in and say your line about helping them plant corn. Pilgrims, you talk among yourselves about how hard life is.”
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