chickens or clean out his coops, which decreased egg production quite a bit.
âOn the third night, the noise was louder still, almost like the sound of a terrible windstorm.
ââEE-OW! EE-OWEY! I HAVE COME FOR WHAT IS MINE!â
âThe mean egg man knew he couldnât afford to lose another nightâs sleep. He raced to the door and opened it. There was a big, white, see-through Ghost Cat, flashing ghostly teeth and ghostly claws, floating in and out of tree trunks, spinning on the roof, swooping around and around the courtyard, and finally landing on Dean the mean egg manâs doorstep.
ââEE-OW! EE-OWEY!â she roared.
âThe terrified mean egg man finally remembered thediamond, which, as you know, was glued to the silver pendant on a bracelet around his wrist. He rubbed that diamond and yelled, âI wish youâd just shut up!â
âBut that was an impossible wish, because no wishes are ever granted if you are rude about it.
ââSAY THE MAGIC WORD!â howled the Ghost Cat.
ââWhat magic word?â asked the mean egg man.
âThe Ghost Cat said, âI SHOULDNâT HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT!ââ
âEverybody knows what it is,â Freddy says.
Of course, the Magic Word has been pounded into our heads our whole lives.
âEverybody but Dean the mean egg man,â I say.
âThe mean egg man tried all sorts of words and groups of words.
ââAbracadabra, shazam, pittooee, frazzlebug, wart of a hedgehog, iddy-biddy kidneys, red monkey guacamole!â
âHe tried all night long until he was hoarse, racking his brain to think of all the magic words heâd ever heard in his life. Nothing worked. The loud and annoying howling continued deep into the night.
ââSkedaddle faddle, lizard paddles, hocus pocus, toes on toastus, pokus in the ribus, fee-fi-fo-fum â¦â
âOn and on and on, hoarse and exhausted, until finally the Ghost Cat took pity on the mean egg man and gave him a hint.
ââCOME ON! THE MAGIC WORD YOUR PARENTS USED TO MAKE YOU SAY!â
ââThanks?â asked the mean egg man. âHow dee do? Excuse me? Maâam? Sir? Youâre welcome? Please pass the pickles? Please? Please! Oh,
that
magic word! OK, I wish you would please, please, please tell me how to make you go away!â
âAnd Dean the mean egg manâs wish was granted. With a sharp claw, the Ghost Cat wrote the answer on a windowpane.â
â
The diamond from my
â¦â reads Fred. â
T.
RW pail.
Tail
.â
âRight. Being a Ghost Cat was no life at all, and the Ghost Cat couldnât continue on to her next life without that missing diamond. So the message on the windowpane said,
The diamond from my tail will end this tale
.
ââHere!â shouted Dean the mean egg man, hurling the bracelet with its diamond out the door. âAnd I wish I never see you again! Please.â
âThe frightened mean egg man (actually, no longer the egg man, since egg production was so small) sold his business and moved far away to live with his sister in Southern Rebusina. He tried to join a rock band. But hardly any rock band needed a tambourine player, which was the only instrument Mean Dean and his Tambourine knew how to play. He did get work every now and then, but mostly then.
âThe Ghost Cat was no longer the Ghost Cat or Jewel, butââ
I paused.
âTo be continued!â said Freddy.
âRight.â
father figure is someone who kindly fills in if your father is absent or deceased. For instance, my classmate Carlos has Michael, a Big Brother from the Big Brothers Big Sisters program. Michael takes him to basketball games. He picks up Carlos after school, and they often go pig out on humongous banana splits at Fentons Creamery. I guess Michaelâs more big brotherly than fatherly, now that I think of it.
My mother has chosen my teacher, Mr. Fry,
âOn the third night, the noise was louder still, almost like the sound of a terrible windstorm.
ââEE-OW! EE-OWEY! I HAVE COME FOR WHAT IS MINE!â
âThe mean egg man knew he couldnât afford to lose another nightâs sleep. He raced to the door and opened it. There was a big, white, see-through Ghost Cat, flashing ghostly teeth and ghostly claws, floating in and out of tree trunks, spinning on the roof, swooping around and around the courtyard, and finally landing on Dean the mean egg manâs doorstep.
ââEE-OW! EE-OWEY!â she roared.
âThe terrified mean egg man finally remembered thediamond, which, as you know, was glued to the silver pendant on a bracelet around his wrist. He rubbed that diamond and yelled, âI wish youâd just shut up!â
âBut that was an impossible wish, because no wishes are ever granted if you are rude about it.
ââSAY THE MAGIC WORD!â howled the Ghost Cat.
ââWhat magic word?â asked the mean egg man.
âThe Ghost Cat said, âI SHOULDNâT HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT!ââ
âEverybody knows what it is,â Freddy says.
Of course, the Magic Word has been pounded into our heads our whole lives.
âEverybody but Dean the mean egg man,â I say.
âThe mean egg man tried all sorts of words and groups of words.
ââAbracadabra, shazam, pittooee, frazzlebug, wart of a hedgehog, iddy-biddy kidneys, red monkey guacamole!â
âHe tried all night long until he was hoarse, racking his brain to think of all the magic words heâd ever heard in his life. Nothing worked. The loud and annoying howling continued deep into the night.
ââSkedaddle faddle, lizard paddles, hocus pocus, toes on toastus, pokus in the ribus, fee-fi-fo-fum â¦â
âOn and on and on, hoarse and exhausted, until finally the Ghost Cat took pity on the mean egg man and gave him a hint.
ââCOME ON! THE MAGIC WORD YOUR PARENTS USED TO MAKE YOU SAY!â
ââThanks?â asked the mean egg man. âHow dee do? Excuse me? Maâam? Sir? Youâre welcome? Please pass the pickles? Please? Please! Oh,
that
magic word! OK, I wish you would please, please, please tell me how to make you go away!â
âAnd Dean the mean egg manâs wish was granted. With a sharp claw, the Ghost Cat wrote the answer on a windowpane.â
â
The diamond from my
â¦â reads Fred. â
T.
RW pail.
Tail
.â
âRight. Being a Ghost Cat was no life at all, and the Ghost Cat couldnât continue on to her next life without that missing diamond. So the message on the windowpane said,
The diamond from my tail will end this tale
.
ââHere!â shouted Dean the mean egg man, hurling the bracelet with its diamond out the door. âAnd I wish I never see you again! Please.â
âThe frightened mean egg man (actually, no longer the egg man, since egg production was so small) sold his business and moved far away to live with his sister in Southern Rebusina. He tried to join a rock band. But hardly any rock band needed a tambourine player, which was the only instrument Mean Dean and his Tambourine knew how to play. He did get work every now and then, but mostly then.
âThe Ghost Cat was no longer the Ghost Cat or Jewel, butââ
I paused.
âTo be continued!â said Freddy.
âRight.â
father figure is someone who kindly fills in if your father is absent or deceased. For instance, my classmate Carlos has Michael, a Big Brother from the Big Brothers Big Sisters program. Michael takes him to basketball games. He picks up Carlos after school, and they often go pig out on humongous banana splits at Fentons Creamery. I guess Michaelâs more big brotherly than fatherly, now that I think of it.
My mother has chosen my teacher, Mr. Fry,
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