“It was sunny and warm. Most of their class had showed up at the Ice-Cream Heaven parking lot to help. Several parents had delivered the materials. They brought lumber, thin wooden poles and bags and bags of empty plastic bottles. They also had buckets with warm water and wheelbarrows of dirt. “Where is Mr. Tait, the owner?” Mrs. Howie asked. “He usually gets here in the afternoon,” Justine said. “It would be great to have our project set up before he arrives. It will be a big surprise!” Safdar ...whispered to Michael, “Yes, some things you can’t spring on people all at once.” “That’s not our biggest problem,” Michael said. “Look who is watching us.” Jimmy Blatzo stood at the corner of the parking lot. “Let me guess,” Safdar said. “Better not call him Fatso Blazto.” “Exactly,” Michael said. Justine saw Jimmy Blatzo too. “Remember, when you criticize people they get defensive, it’s better to ask them for their help.” She waved at Jimmy Blatzo. “Hey, Blatzo,”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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