Karen's School Picture (Baby-Sitters Little Sister, Book 5)
Ann M. Martin
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Karen has to get glasses — two pairs! One pair for reading and one for all the time. Karen does not want glasses. Her school pictures are going to be taken soon! But Karen has to...so she picks out some pretty pink and blue ones. Karen thinks she looks very grown-up.Then Yicky Ricky at school calls her Four-eyes. If Karen wears her glasses for the picture, Ricky will make fun of her. But Karen's not a wimp! Glasses or no glasses — that Ricky is going to get it.
and began to pour. SPLOOSH! “Karen! Look at what you’re doing!” cried Mommy, jumping up. I looked. I was pouring milk … wasn’t I? “Karen, stop!” exclaimed Andrew. I stopped. I looked at the table. I leaned over and looked more closely. I had poured the milk, but I had missed the glass. The milk was all over the table. It was running onto the floor. I couldn’t help it. I began to cry. “I’m sorry!” I said. I ran out of the kitchen. “Look out, Karen!” I heard Andrew shout from behind me.
them on two of my dolls. “Hey, Andrew!” I called. “Come here.” Andrew came into my room. He looked at the dolls. “See?” he said as I took the glasses off the dolls. “I am not the only one around here who does not wear glasses.” We laughed. “Rocky and Midgie don’t wear them, either,” I pointed out. When Andrew left, I looked through the clothes in my closet. I decided that the next day I would wear my jeans and my unicorn shirt to school. The shirt is pink and blue with a white satin unicorn
my list up eight times. I put it in my lunch box. I brought it to school. I felt very smug, even with my glasses on. I was all set to get back at Ricky Torres. But Ricky was absent. Ricky’s Glasses Okay. So Ricky had a cold or something. I was sure he would be in school the next day. Since I was so sure, I brought the list with me again. I was right. Ricky was in school. And — and he was wearing … glasses! At first I thought he was making fun of me. His glasses were pretty ugly. They were
sitting right next to me. Jannie Gilbert had moved back to Ricky’s old seat. Ricky and I looked at each other. Ricky narrowed his eyes. Then he stuck his tongue out at me — just the tip, so that Ms. Colman wouldn’t see. I stuck the tip of my tongue out at him. Then I passed him a note. It read: LEAVE ME ALONE! Ricky passed one back. His read: REMERBER SKOOL PICSHERS. (Ricky is not a very good speller.) I took Ricky’s note, corrected it, gave him a D+, and passed it back to him. Ricky stuck
Sometimes Sam teases me with big words. But Charlie helped me out. He said, “Sam means you look dignified and important. Like a professor or something. A pretty professor,” Charlie added quickly. (Charlie doesn’t like to hurt people’s feelings.) “Kristy?” I asked. “You look like my Karen,” she said. That was just what I needed to hear. The rest of the evening was fine, except for one little thing. When my big-house family sat down to dinner, David Michael began calling me Professor. I do not