Beezus and Ramona

Beezus and Ramona

Beverly Cleary

Language: English

Pages: 176

ISBN: 038070918X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Having a little sister like four-year-old Ramona isn't always easy for Beezus Quimby. With a wild imagination, disregard for order, and an appetite for chaos, Ramona makes it hard for Beezus to be the responsible older sister she knows she ought to be…especially when Ramona threatens to ruin Beezus's birthday party. Newbery Medal winner Beverly Cleary delivers a humorous tale of the ups and downs of sisterhood. Both the younger and older siblings of the family will enjoy this book.

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run out and look up and down the street. She can’t have gone far. At that moment Beezus heard a noise. She thought it came from the basement, but she was not certain. Tiptoeing to the cold-air intake in the hall, she bent over and listened. Sure enough, a noise so faint she could scarcely hear it came up through the furnace pipe. So the house wasn’t empty after all! Just wait until she got hold of Ramona! Beezus snapped on the basement light and ran down the steps. “Ramona, come out,” she

drum. Beezus seized the vacuum cleaner and shoved it into the hall closet, while Howie began to beat the drum.“I’m leading a parade,” he said. “You are not,” contradicted Ramona. “This is my party.” Susan snatched a pink plastic horn and tooted it. “I’m in the parade too,” she said. “I want to be in the parade! I want to be 129 in the parade!” cried the others. That was it! They could play parade! Beezus ran to the bedroom and found a whistle and a couple of horns left over from a

jelly on your mashed potatoes, because you aren’t supposed to,” said Beezus crossly, forgetting Sacajawea for the moment. “That’s as good an answer as any,” agreed Father.“There are some things we don’t do, because we aren’t supposed to.” Ramona looked even more sulky. “Where is my Merry Sunshine?” Mother asked. Ramona scowled. “I am too a Merry Sunshine!” she shouted angrily. 170 “Ramona,” said Mother quietly, “you may go to your room until you can behave yourself.” And serves you

and Ribsy Chapter Four: Ramona and the Apples Chapter Five: A Party at the Quimbys’ Chapter Six: Beezus’s Birthday About the Author Enjoy all of Beverly Cleary’s books Credits Copyright Notice About the Publisher

When they reached the park, Beezus left Ramona and Ralph at the sand pile and, feeling more and more discouraged at her 43 own lack of imagination, hurried to the recreation center. The class had already poured paints into their muffin tins and were painting on paper thumbtacked to drawing boards. The room hummed with activity. Miss Robbins, wearing a gay paint-smeared smock, flew from one artist to another, praising, correcting, suggesting. Beezus waited until Miss Robbins fin- ished

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