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Nobody asked why it was called a glockenspiel. It was obvious.
Mrs. Jewls gave the bells to Stephen.
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“Why are they called bells?” he asked.
Nobody knew.
Joy got the bongo drums. Todd got the bass drum. Jenny snared the snare drum. And Leslie got the kettledrum.
When they banged on them, it hurt everybody else’s eardrums.
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Mrs. Jewls gave one cymbal to Calvin and the other cymbal to Bebe.
D.J. got the gong. The three Erics got
kazoos.
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Mrs. Jewls shouted, “Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!”
The children all played their instruments. They shook, rattled, rocked, and rolled.
Joy bonged her bongos. D.J. gonged his gong. Sharie glockened her glockenspiel. Stephen jingled his bells. Calvin and Bebe slapped their cymbals together. And Joe’s triangle went ting.
But something didn’t sound right.
“What’s wrong, Mark?” Mrs. Jewls shouted over the music. “Why aren’t you playing the tambourine?”
“My name’s not Mark,” said Benjamin. “It’s Benjamin Nushmutt. I’m sorry for not telling you before.”
“What?” asked Mrs. Jewls. “I can’t hear you.”
“My name isn’t Mark!” he said. “It’s Benjamin.”
“Louder!” said Mrs. Jewls.
So everyone played louder.
Todd bashed his bass drum. Leslie cooked on her kettledrum. Calvin and Bebe crashed their cymbals together. And Joe’s triangle went ting.
“My name is Benjamin!” shouted Benjamin.
Mrs. Jewls put her hand to her ear. “Louder!” she said.
So everyone played louder.
D.J. kabonged his gong. Joy chongoed her bongos. Paul splacked his castanets. Jenny spaghettied her snare drum. Calvin and Bebe wammered their cymbals. And Joe’s triangle went ting.
