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mad way longer than eight days.”
    “Well,” said Mr. Todd, “tell you what. How about if we visit Italy last? We can wait till Day Eight and do it at the very end.”
    “Thank you,” said Judy. “Thank you, Mr. Todd. I’ll figure it out. Or something.”
    All week, Class 3T, along with Class 3V, had a blast going around the world. Judy tried to forget all about Rocky and Frank being mad at her. In London, Judy and Amy got to say “Brilliant!” And they got to eat chips (aka French fries) with vinegar.
    In France, Amy Namey led the two classes in singing “Frere Jacques” in a round.
    In Yeah Man (aka Yemen), they got to eat spicy beans and rice with their fingers! Then they got to try brushing their teeth with a stick, like Nellie Bly!
    In Egypt, they built a giant sugar-cube pyramid. And in Japan, Judy got to try on a kimono and learn kirigami, the Japanese art of paper cutting. In China, they made brush paintings and ate fortune cookies (that were really from the Happy Garden Chinese Restaurant, not China!).

    “What does your fortune say?” Judy asked Amy Namey.

    “Nice!” said Judy.
    “How about yours?” asked Amy. “What’s it say?”
    “Nothing,” said Judy.
    “It’s blank? It has to say something. Let me see.” Amy plucked the fortune right out of Judy’s hand.

    “Don’t worry!” said Amy. “It’s not a real fortune! It’s written on a sticky note. In kid handwriting.”
    “Something tells me it just might come true anyway,” said Judy.
    By the next Tuesday, Classes 3T and 3V had traveled the world for seven days. The next day was the last day. The next day was Day Eight. There was only one problem. Rocky and Frank were still M-A-D mad. Madder than a spider bite. Madder than a tarantula dancing the tarantella.
    She, Judy Moody, was in a mood. She had a bad case of the DIY Blues. The Do-It-Yourself Blues. Judy always heard Mom and Dad saying, “If you want to get something done, do it yourself.” Maybe she could do the dance without Rocky and Frank. Jessica Finch, too. When Rocky and Frank saw how hard she worked on their Around-the-World project, she would save them from flunking and they wouldn’t be mad anymore.
    So she, Judy Moody, official card-carrying member of the My-Name-Is-a-Poem Club, would make sure Classes 3T and 3V went around the world in eight days. She, Judy Moody, would DIH. Do. It. Herself.
    Judy stayed up past bedtime reading about Italy and gluing pizza tables together and making up a game for everyone to play. She even made Stink practice the tarantella with her, but he just kept stomping on her feet.
    When she woke up the next morning, she dressed in a red skirt and a green-and-white striped shirt. She even drew Italian flags on her white tights and wore her red shoes from the time she was Dorothy for Halloween.
    “Who are you?” asked Stink. “One of Santa’s elves?”
    “Elf schmelf,” said Judy. “Don’t you know what’s red, white, and green all over?”
    “Markers that got on Mom’s new white carpet?” asked Stink.
    “I hope you’re kidding,” said Mom. “Hmm, let’s see. Red, white, and green. How about that strange spaghetti Dad makes?”
    “I thought you liked my tri-color pasta,” said Dad. “You said it was creative!”

    “It’s creative all right,” said Mom, making a funny face.
    “Well, I hope we’re not having that tonight,” said Judy. “Because I borrowed lots of pasta for my Pasta Shapes Game.”
    “Okay, I’ll bite,” said Dad. “What’s red, white, and green all over? A Christmas zebra?”
    “No-o!” said Judy. “It has nothing to do with Christmas.”
    “I know!” said Stink. “How about the flag of Bulgaria, Hungary, Mexico, or Madagascar?”
    “Mad-at-what-car? Hello! How about It-a-ly, Stink? The flag of Italy is red, white, and green.”
    “I can’t help it. I didn’t read the I volume of the encyclopedia yet,” said Stink. “Besides, you don’t look like a flag. And I should know. I was a