Jeff Szpirglas AND Danielle Saint-Onge
ILLUSTRATED BY Dave Whamond
ORCA BOOK PUBLISHERS
“All right, class,” said Ms. Basil, “it’s time to clean out your desks.”
Miranda got nervous whenever Ms. Basil said that. It was the weekly desk cleanup. She hated desk cleanup more than spelling tests. She hated it more than fixing her writing. In fact, Miranda could not think of anything she hated more.
Other students loved the weekly desk cleanup, which happened every Friday. Neela used that time to sharpen her pencils, since her desk was always neat and tidy. She never shoved loose papers inside, or broken pencils, or leftover lunch. No dirt ever came near her desk.
Miranda’s desk was another story.
Ms. Basil came by Miranda’s desk and bent down. She took a long look inside. “Miranda, what’s in your desk?”
“My books,” Miranda said.
“My science project.”
“Some other stuff.” Miranda’s face started turning red.
“A lot of stuff, I’d say,” Ms. Basil said. She stood up straight and crossed her arms. “Too much stuff.”