Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus

my fuzzy pink sweater sleeve. Then I stayed on the bus for about an hour or three. Until finally I saw a flagpole and a playground. That meant we were at kindergarten! Then Mr. Woo drove the bus into the parking lot and stopped. I jumped up very fast. ’Cause all I wanted to do was get off that stupid smelly thing!

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