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It was Leslie’s voice.
He started to dial her home phone number but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Oh, Mr. Gorf!” sang Miss Mush.
“Yes,” said Mr. Gorf, still in Leslie’s voice. He touched his nose and cleared his throat. “I mean, yes?” This time he sounded like a donkey with tonsillitis. He touched his nose again. “Yes?” he asked in the pleasant voice he took from the Scottish gentleman.
“It’s me again,” said Miss Mush. Miss Mush’s voice was like two boots sloshing through mud. “I baked you a pie, Mr. Gorf. To welcome you to Wayside School.”
Mr. Gorf sighed. “You are very kind, Miss Mush,” he said. “But we are all quite busy at the moment. Perhaps another—”
“It’s best to eat it while it’s still warm,” said Miss Mush. “You probably don’t get fresh pies very often. Being a bachelor and all.”
“I really hate to disturb the class,” said Mr. Gorf. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll just come outside a moment, and you can hand it to me.”
He glared at the class, daring them to move. Then he opened the door.
“I hope you like pepper pie,” said Miss Mush. She smashed it in his face.
Mr. Gorf turned around. His face was covered with a thick pepper cream. He sneezed.
Calvin laughed.
“Hey, my voice is back!” said Calvin. “Wait a second. This isn’t my voice. I sound like Bebe!”
Mr. Gorf sneezed again.
“I can talk!” shouted Jenny. “But who am I?”
Mr. Gorf sneezed.
“You’re Maurecia!” said Jason. Jason sounded like the gentleman from Scotland.
Mr. Gorf kept sneezing.
“Who might I be, sonny?” Paul cackled. He sounded like somebody’s grandmother.
Todd barked.
“AAAACHOOOO!!!!!!”
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Mr. Gorf sneezed so hard his nose flew off his face. He screamed like a donkey, then ran noseless out of the room.
“Oh, gross!” said Jason. “Now I sound like Allison.”
Bebe said something in Italian.
“Nobody panic,” said Miss Mush. “Your voices are bouncing around, trying to find where they belong. It might take a while, but soon you will be back to normal.”
“How do you know?” asked Leslie, although she sounded like Paul. “And how’d you know to smash a pepper pie in Mr. Gorf’s face?”
“I wasn’t exactly sure,” explained Miss Mush. “But when I came up the first time, I heard Kathy say ‘Have a nice day.’ So, either Kathy had decided to be nice to me, or Mr. Gorf was a mean teacher who sucked children’s voices up his nose.” She shrugged. “I just didn’t think Kathy would be nice.”
“Maybe if you learned to brush your teeth,” muttered Kathy.
