BOOK 15 Here comes troubleChapter 1
On Friday afternoon Class Seven had an Art lesson. It was their favourite lesson of the week. Everyone looked forward to it.
Everyone except Trudy Hubble.
Trudy had elbows that stuck out and knocked things over. Her hands were large and clumsy. Her feet were so big she was always tripping over things.
When she came into the classroom Rob Mason said, ‘Look out, here comes Trouble!’
This was江西美食 Rob’s idea of a joke. He called her T‘rouble’ becau it sounded like her two names—Trudy Hubble — put together. The other kids laughed. Trudy had to smile and pretend she didn’t mind.
But she did mind. She minded a lot.
Mrs Weston said, S‘it down, Trudy. Let Lisa bringyou a waterjar andsome paints. ’
Trudy knew why Mrs Weston wanted her to sit down. Mrs Weston had been her teacher for
three months now. She had en what happened when Trudy tried to do Art. It was always a disaster!
Lisa Gibbs fetched paper and paint and brushes.
She put themon the table she sharedwith Trudy. Next, she filledajar with water andtook that to Trudy. Before she sat down she movedher chair as far away fromTrudy as possible.
Trudy wished she could be 戒烟英语more like Lisa. Lisa never knocked things over. She had small
hands
andfeet andwavy brown hair. Trudy’shair was as straight as straw.
‘Now, today,’ Mrs Weston said, ‘I’d like you to paint me a monster. The scariest win10还原monster
you can think of.’
‘Oh, great!’ Class Seven loved painting monsters.
Trudy decidedtostart with the eyes. The eyes were the scariest part of any monster. She dipped her brush in red paint. Then she made two large red circles on the paper.
Then two large yellow circles.
Then two large 丰收的季节green circles.
But it didn’t look much like a monster. It受伤的小鸟 looked more like two ts of traffic lig hts.
She glanced at Lisa’女数学家s picture. Lisa had painted a beautiful green dragon with flames comi
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Trudy sighed. She reached out to dip her brush in some black paint and-oh, no!
She knocked over the jam jar. Dirty water spread in a pool acr oss the table. It drowned Lisa’s dragon.
O‘ops, sorry,’Trudy muttered.
Lisa started down at her soggy picture. Tears came into her eyes.
RobMason came over tolook. H‘ey, Mrs Weston!’he called. C‘ome ande what Trudy’s donenow. ’
Trudy went redin the face. I’‘ll get a cloth, ’she muttered.
She jumped to her feet-and-
Her chair fell over backwards.
She turned round and her paintbrush caught Rob Mason across the face. It gave him a droopy black moustache.
He was so surprid that he staggered back against a wire bookstand. The bookstand came crashing down and books went all over the floor.
O‘h, no!’Mrs Weston camehurryingover. Shecaught her legon Trudy’schair andladdered her tights.
Chapter 2
I hateArt, Trudy thought as shewent homeon thebus. AndI hateschool! Shewishedshe never had to go to school again.
The bus stopped outside her hou. She jumped up from her at. Her elbow knocked a
