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Mrs. North handed out report cards.

Marvin sat at his desk. He was afraid to look. Slowly, he pulled his report card from its envelope.

His grades weren’t too bad. They weren’t as good as usual, but they weren’t terrible.

He only got one U. U for Unsatisfactory. That was in Social Studies because he never asked a survey question.

But then he read the teacher’s comments:

Marvin doesn’t play well with others. The other children are offended by his unsanitary habits and anti-social behavior. He needs to learn to use a tissue.

He read the words over and over again. He couldn’t believe it.

Mrs. North thought he picked his nose too!

It wasn’t fair. The ball was over the line!

He put his head down and started to cry, right in the middle of class.

“Are you crying, Marvin?” asked Casey Happleton.

Marvin looked at her. Her ponytail stuck out of the side of her head.

“Why are you crying?” asked Casey.

“Marvin’s crying!” announced Melanie.

“Probably picked his nose too hard,” said Clarence.

6

Marvin walked home from school carrying his report card. He tapped the red post as he walked through the gate.

“Do you want to play Mommy-Daddy?” asked Linzy.

“No!” he snapped.

“Ill let you be the Daddy,” said Linzy.

“No!” he shouted. “Leave me alone!”

Linzy burst into tears. “I’m telling on you!” she bawled. “You’re not my friend anymore! You’re not coming to my birthday party!”

Linzy’s birthday was seven months away.

Marvin walked into his room. He sat on his bed.

How could he show his report card to his parents? They’d think he was disgusting too.

He felt himself start to cry. He sniffled back the tears.

“Even Linzy hates me,” he muttered.

He sniffled again.

He had sunk as low as he could go.

He was nine years old, and his life was ruined forever.

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