Junie B. Jones and a Little Monkey Business (Junie B. Jones, No. 2)
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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! In the second Junie B. Jones book, it’s pooey on B-A-B-I-E-S until Junie B. finds out that her new dumb old baby brother is a big fat deal. Her two bestest friends are giving her everything they own just to see him. And guess what else? Maybe she can bring him to school on Pet Day.
“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.”
shoes. And their name was pink high tops. “Hey, Grace! Those new shoes look very beautiful on you!” I said. But that dumb Grace didn’t even say thank you to me. “Grace is angry at you,” said Lucille. “She said that she rode the bus today. And you weren’t even there to save her a seat. And she had to sit next to an icky kid. Right, Grace?” Grace bobbed her head up and down. “Yes, only I couldn’t help it, Grace,” I said. “That’s because I stayed at my grampa Miller’s all night. And there’s no
bus at that place. And so he had to drive me here today.” Then I tried to hold that Grace’s hand. Only she quick pulled it away. “That’s not very nice of you, Grace,” I said. “And so guess what? Now I’m not going to tell you my special secret.” That’s when that Grace called me a poopy head. Lucille held my hand. “I don’t think you’re a poopy head, Junie B.,” she said. “And so you can tell me your special secret. And I won’t tell anybody. Not even Grace.” That’s when that Grace kicked Lucille
Then I waved good-bye to my new boyfriend, Ricardo. And I skipped back to my seat. 6/Bestest Friends Recess is my best subject. I learned it my first week at school. Recess is when you go outside. And you run off your steam. Then when you come in, you can sit still better. And you don’t have ants in your pants. At recess, me and Lucille and that Grace play horses together. I’m Brownie. Lucille is Blackie. And that Grace is Yellowie. “I’M BROWNIE!” I hollered as soon as I got outside.
Principal where my waffles went. After that, I told him how my grandma Miller came home from the hospital. And she told me I had a monkey brother. For really and honest and truly. “And so then I told the children at Show and Tell,” I said. “And at recess Lucille and that Grace started giving me lots of pretty stuff. Because they wanted to be first to see him. “Except too bad for me,” I said. “Because when we came inside, Mrs. found out about the snack tickets. And then that dumb Grace shot off
together. Only then a very wonderful thing happened! And it’s called—I heard my mother’s voice! “JUNIE B.! JUNIE B.! OVER HERE, HONEY. DADDY AND I ARE OVER HERE!” Then I looked in the parking lot. And I saw her! And so I runned to her speedy quick. And then me and Mother hugged and hugged. Because I hadn’t seen her for a very whole day! Then my daddy got out of the car. And he had a little yellow blanket in his arms. And guess what was in that thing? My new baby brother, that’s what! He