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“My name’s Benjamin Nushmutt,” hollered Benjamin Nushmutt.
“Louder!” yelled Mrs. Jewls.
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So everyone played louder.
The there Erics screamed into their kazoos. Calvin and Bebe ran to opposite sides of the room with their cymbals, then charged toward each other.
Suddenly the door flew open, and a man entered. Benjamin had never seen him before.
The whole class became very quiet.
It was Mr. Kidswatter, the principal.
Calvin and Bebe screeched to a halt just in time. Their cymbals were less than an inch apart.
“Is something the matter, Mr. Kidswatter?” asked Mrs. Jewls.
“Several teachers have complained about your music,” said Mr. Kidswatter. “Their students are having trouble hearing.”
“I understand,” said Mrs. Jewls.
“Good,” said Mr. Kidswatter. He walked out of the room.
“Okay, you heard Mr. Kidswatter,” said Mrs. Jewls. “We’ll have to play louder so everyone can hear. Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!”
They shook, rattled, rocked, and rolled.
Benjamin frampled his tambourine.
“Excellent, Mark!” shouted Mrs. Jewls.
He smiled. He had never played so well before. Mark Miller is a better musician than Benjamin Nushmutt, he thought.
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Chapter 11
Kathy and D.J.
Down on the playground Kathy was singing her favorite song.
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“Wayside School is falling down,
falling down, falling down.
Wayside School is falling down,
my fair lady.
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“Kids go splat as they hit the ground,
