Toothless Wonder
Authors: Barbara Park
Laugh out loud with Junie B. Jones!
#1
Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus
#2
Junie B. Jones and a Little Monkey Business
#3
Junie B. Jones and Her Big Fat Mouth
#4
Junie B. Jones and Some Sneaky Peeky Spying
#5
Junie B. Jones and the Yucky Blucky Fruitcake
#6
Junie B. Jones and That Meanie Jim's Birthday
#7
Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren
#8
Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed
#9
Junie B. Jones Is Not a Crook
#10
Junie B. Jones Is a Party Animal
#11
Junie B. Jones Is a Beauty Shop Guy
#12
Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy
#13
Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl
#14
Junie B. Jones and the Mushy Gushy Valentime
#15
Junie B. Jones Has a Peep in Her Pocket
#16
Junie B. Jones Is Captain Field Day
#17
Junie B. Jones Is a Graduation Girl
#18
Junie B., First Grader (at last!)
#19
Junie B., First Grader: Boss of Lunch
#20
Junie B., First Grader: Toothless Wonder
#21
Junie B., First Grader: Cheater Pants
#22
Junie B., First Grader: One-Man Band
#23
Junie B., First Grader: Shipwrecked
#24
Junie B., First Grader: BOO
…
and I MEAN It!
#25
Junie B., First Grader: Jingle Bells, Batman Smells! (PS. So Does May.)
#26
Junie B., First Grader: Aloha-ha-ha!
#27
Junie B., First Grader: Dumb Bunny
Top-Secret Personal Beeswax: A Journal by Junie B. (and me!)
Check out Barbara Park's other great books, listed at the end of this book!
To Zachary Cheek … a great reader!
I put down my pencil. And I opened my mouth. Then I reached in my finger and I wiggled my tooth.
That thing has been loose for a very long time. Only no matter how hard I wiggle it, it still won't come out.
I pulled on it a teensy bit.
“Ow, that hurt! You dumb bunny tooth!” I said.
May turned her head and looked at me.
May sits next to me in Room One.
She is not a pleasure.
“You shouldn't say
dumb bunny
, Junie
Jones,” she said.
“Dumb bunny
is not a nice word.”
I raised my eyebrows at her.
“Oh, really?” I said. “Well, thank you for telling me that, dumb bunny May.”
Just then, May's face got puffy and red.
“DON'T SAY THAT WORD, I TOLD YOU!” she hollered.
My teacher stood up at his desk.
“Problem back there, girls?” he said.
“Yes, Mr. Scary!” said May. “There's
always
a problem back here. And her name is Junie Jones!”
I stamped my foot.
“B.
, May!” I said. “B., B., B., B., B.! You're always forgetting my B.!”
Mr. Scary closed his eyes.
“Please
, girls. Can't we just have one morning without any spats?”
I looked surprised at that man.
“But I didn't even
spat
, Mr. Scary,” I said. “My mother doesn't let me spat. Not even on the sidewalk.”
After that, I went up to his desk. And I smiled very cute.
“I have a loose tooth,” I said. “Would you like to see it, Mr. Scary? Huh? Would you?”
I opened my mouth and wiggled it for him.
“See it? See how loose it is? It is a loosey goosey, isn't it?” I said.
He smiled. “Wow. It really
is
loose, Junie B.,” he said. “And it's a
top
tooth, too. Losing a top tooth is the best.”
I looked puzzled.
“It is? How come it's the best, Mr. Scary?” I asked. “Is a top tooth funner than
a bottom tooth, do you mean? Because last year I lost a bottom tooth. And I didn't actually get a kick out of it.”
My teacher did a chuckle. “Ah … but when you lose a
top
tooth, your smile looks really cute, Junie B.,” he said. “And when your new tooth comes in, you'll start looking like a
big
kid.”
I did a gasp at that news.
“A big kid?” I said. “Really? I'm going to look like a big kid?”
Mr. Scary nodded. “Sure you are,” he said. “Here. I'll show you what I mean.”
He looked around the room. “Class? Does anyone in here have their big top teeth yet? If so, please raise your hand,” he said.
All of the children looked and looked at each other.
But no one raised their hand.
Mr. Scary was surprised.
“Really?” he said. “No kidding? No one in our class has lost a top front tooth, huh?”
