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My name is A.J. and I hate spiders. Aren’t spiders gross? Yesterday I was in my backyard, and one of those disgusting things crawled up my leg. I thought I was gonna die! Something else really weird happened yesterday. It was Friday. I walked into Mr. Granite’s class at school, and there were three grown-ups sitting on chairs in front of the whiteboard: a fireman, a cowboy, and a frogman. “Who are they?” whispered my friend Ryan, who will eat anything, even stuff that isn’t food. “Those guys must have escaped from the loony bin,” said Michael, who never ties his shoes. We were all talking, until Mr. Granite held up his hand and made a peace sign, which means “shut up.” Some other grown-ups came in and sat in front of the whiteboard. “Good morning, everyone,” said Mr. Granite. “Dr. Carbles, the president of the Board of Education, decided that today would be Career Day at Ella Mentry School. So I invited a few of my friends to come in and tell you about their jobs. Maybe this will help you decide what you want to be when you grow up.”

“I already know what I’m going to be,” I said. “A pro skateboarder.” “Me too,” said Alexia, who is a girl but is cool anyway. “I want to be a veterinarian,” said Andrea Young, this annoying girl with curly brown hair that I hate. “You want to grow up and not eat meat? “That’s a vegetarian, Arlo!” Andrea said, rolling her eyes. She calls me by my real name because she knows I don’t like it. Why can’t a truck full of vegetarians fall on Andrea’s head? The frogman stood up first. He had a mask on his face and flippers on his feet. “I’m a scuba diver,” he told us. “I feed the fish at the aquarium blah blah blah.” He told us all about how he feeds the fish. Then the cowboy stood up. “I milk the cows and groom the horses and blah blah blah,” he said. He told us what it was like to work on a ranch. Then some other guy stood up. “I’m an exterminator,” he said. “My job is to kill bugs and blah blah blah.” Grown-ups sure have weird jobs! “Our next guest is a special surprise,” Mr. Granite told us. “Please welcome … professional skateboarder Tony Eagle!” Wow! Tony Eagle is famous! He’s been on TV. Me and the guys and Alexia started clapping and shouting. Tony Eagle came rolling into the room. But he didn’t come rolling in on a skateboard. He came rolling in on a wheelchair! “What happened to you?” I asked. “I broke every bone in my body,” Tony told us

“You must have been working on a really awesome new trick, huh?” asked Neil, “No.” “Were you trying to jump over a car?” I asked. “That is cool!” “No.” “What happened?” asked Ryan. “I … uh … ran into a door,” said Tony Eagle. Ouch! Running into doors hurts. Maybe I don’t want to be a pro skateboarder after all. A bunch of other grown-ups told us about their jobs. A lawyer told us that he argues with people all day. A nurse told us that she has to clean up blood and guts and puke at a hospital. The fireman told us that one time a burning building collapsed while he was in it. And I thought going to school was no fun! After Career Day, I’m not sure I want to grow up to be a grown-up at all. I think I’ll just stay a kid for the rest of my life. When they were all done, the grown-ups started to leave. But you’ll never believe who ran into the door at that moment. Nobody! If you ran into a door, you could end up in a wheelchair like Tony Eagle. But you’ll never believe who ran into the doorway. I’m not gonna tell you. Okay, okay, I’ll tell you! But you have to read the next chapter. So nah-nah-nah boo-boo on yo

It was a lady who came running into our classroom. She was wearing an old-time man’s hat and a trench coat.* There was a camera around her neck and a notepad in her hand. She was all out of breath.“Is Career Day over?” she asked. “Mrs. Lilly!” said Mr. Granite. I recognized Mrs. Lilly. She’s a reporter for our local paper, the News Tribune Bulletin Inquirer. She wrote an article about our school when a squirrel ate through the power lines and all the lights went out. They put my picture in the paper and everything. My mom put it up on the refrigerator. “Sorry I’m late,” Mrs. Lilly said. “I had to write a big story about a tree.” “Why did you write about a tree?” asked Andrea. “Yeah, why did you write about a tree?” asked Emily, who always does whatever Andrea does. “It fell down,” said Mrs. Lilly. “So what?” asked Ryan. “Don’t trees fall down all the time?” “Well, this tree landed on a house.” “Was anybody hurt?” asked Emily, all worried. “No.” “Then why was it a big story?” asked Mr. Granite. “The tree fell on Mayor Hubble’s house,” Mrs. Lilly told us. “Oh, and that’s a big story?” asked Alexia. “Well, it landed on the mayor’s bathroom,” Mrs. Lilly said, “and the mayor was in the bathroom at the time. You see, a tree falling down is boring. And a tree falling down on the mayor’s house is still pretty boring. But a tree falling down on the mayor’s bathroom while he’s on the toilet is a great human interest story. That’s what I look for: human interest stories.” “What happened to Mayor Hubble?” asked Emily, all concerned. “He had to go,” said Mrs. Lilly. Ofc he had to go"I said . that's why he was in the bathroom." No said Mrs Lilly ."I mean after he went he had to go.

How can u go right after u go asked Neil just then our math teacher came and interrupted am terribly sorry but now we have to do our math lesson.

Ugh I hate math "well that's to bad said Mrs Lilly I wanted to show the children how to make some news paper!

Yes !said all the girls except for Alexia

No! said all the boys and Alexia

"Maybe u can come back another time"

"to show the class how to make a news paper"

suggested mr granite our math's teacher Mr Granite. "I have a better idea"