Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed (Junie B. Jones, No. 8)
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Barbara Park’s New York Times bestselling chapter book series, Junie B. Jones, is a classroom favorite and has been keeping kids laughing—and reading—for more than twenty years. Over 60 million copies in print and now with a bright new look for a new generation!
Meet the World’s Funniest Kindergartner—Junie B. Jones! Junie B. knows there’s no such thing as monsters. Mother and Daddy even said so. But then why is there monster drool on Junie B.’s pillow? Oh, no! What if Paulie Allen Puffer is right—what if she really does have a monster under her bed? If Junie B. goes to sleep, the monster might see her feet hanging down. And he might think her piggy toes are yummy little wiener sausages!
“Junie B. is the darling of the young-reader set.”
“Park convinces beginning readers that Junie B.—and reading—are lots of fun.”
“Junie’s swarms of young fans will continue to delight in her unique take on the world. . . . A hilarious, first-rate read-aloud.”
“Junie B. Jones is a feisty six-year-old with an endearing penchant for honesty.”
All of a sudden, Lucille did a mad breath. “Now look what you made me do, Junie B.! You made me ruin my big G! I told you not to bother me!” She quick grabbed her paper and runned to Mrs. to fix it. I tapped my fingers on my table. Then I turned around and looked behind me. I smiled at a boy named crybaby William. “Guess what, William. There’s no such things as monsters. And so a monster doesn’t even live under my bed, probably. Right? William? Right? Right?” William moved his seat away
he wanted to eat them? “Oh no,” I said. “Oh no. Oh no. ’Cause piggy toes look just like little wiener sausages, I think.” I freezed right where I was standing. “GRANDMA MILLER! GRANDMA MILLER! COME QUICK! I NEED YOU!” I shouted. Grandma Miller flied to my room. Then she picked me up. And she hugged me real tight. “What on earth is the trouble?” she asked. She sat down with me on my bed. “NO, GRANDMA! NO! NO! WE CAN’T SIT HERE!” I squeezed out of her arms and ran out my door. “THERE’S A
the hall and did whispering. Pretty soon, Daddy came back to me. He said we would look for the monster after dinner. But first we would cook some hamburgers on the grill. “Oh boy!” I said. “Oh boy! ’Cause hamburgers are my most favorite things in the whole wide world! Plus also I like pasketti and meatballs.” After that, me and Daddy went outside. He got a flipper for the hamburgers. Then he gave me a flipper, too. ’Cause I am old enough, that’s why. I runned all over with that thing. I
flipped a rock and a flower and a dirt ball. Plus also, I flipped a dead lizard I found in the driveway. Then Mother took my flipper away. ’Cause I am not old enough, that’s why. After dinner I took my bath. Then Mother and Daddy read me a story. And they hugged me good night. “See you in the morning,” said Mother. “See you in the morning,” said Daddy. I sat up in my bed. “Yeah, only I can’t even sleep in here. ’Cause you guys didn’t bash that monster yet.” Daddy rubbed his tired eyes.
doesn’t mean you’re a baby. Your mouth just opens when you’re sleeping. And you drool a little bit. It’s no big deal. And it is not from monsters!” After that, she went out of her room to the kitchen. And Daddy went to get Ollie. I crawled into her bed and counted my piggy toes. Good news. There was ten. That day at kindergarten, Mrs. had a surprise for us. It was called our school pictures were back from the cheese man. She passed them out to us. Lucille got hers first. My eyes