Judy Moody Saves the World! Read Online Free PDF

“My sunglasses!”
    “They must be sunglasses for a rhino,” said Judy.
    “Maybe they messed up and sent you Rollerblades by mistake,” said Rocky.
    “I hope they’re black with a red racing stripe and a silver —”
    “Stink! Just open the box!” said Judy.
    Stink ripped into the box. It was not Rollerblades. It was not sunglasses for a rhino. It was Crazy Strips. Tons of Crazy Strips. Gazillions of Crazy Strips. A lifetime supply! At least ten boxes!
    “Rare!” whispered Judy.
    “Wow-wee!” said Rocky. “I’ve never seen so many Crazy Strips.”
    “I have,” said Stink, pointing to Judy, Queen of the Crazy Strips. “But these are M-I-N-E, mine.”
    “You drew this?” asked Rocky, looking at Stink’s design. “Double cool.”
    “Wow, your very own original Crazy Strip,” said Judy. She couldn’t help feeling like a green bean.
Green
with envy.

    “Hey! Here’s my sunglasses,” said Stink, digging down to the bottom of the box. They were shaped like a Band-Aid. He put them on and looked at the sun. “They really work!” said Stink.
    “Luck-y!” said Judy. “Those will protect you from that giant hole in the ozone over Antarctica.”
    Stink had his own Crazy Strip! Her very own batty little brother was now as famous as Josephine Dickson, Inventor of the Adhesive Bandage. If it weren’t for that giant hole in the sky, she, Judy Moody, would move to Antarctica.
    “Do you think they have bats in Antarctica?” Judy asked.
    “Frozen bats,” said Stink.
    Ow-oooo!
Judy tipped her head toward the ozone and let out one long howler-monkey howl.

The next morning, and the next one after that, Judy woke up feeling like a sloth moth. She could hardly make herself get out of bed.
    Saving the world was not going so well. She hadn’t done anything
really
important. Like heal the world with her own Crazy Strip. So far, she had only saved four banana peels, a lunch bag, and a toad.

    On Friday morning, Judy ate her no-garbage breakfast in silence. She packed her no-garbage lunch by herself. She didn’t say a word when Stink stuck Crazy Strips all over his arms, elbows, knees, and chin.
    “These Crazy Strips itch,” said Stink, peeling off the one on his elbow. Judy couldn’t stand it one more minute.
    “If those were my Crazy Strips,” said Judy, “I’d be happy to itch. I would not scratch once. And I would never not ever peel it off. Not even in the bathtub.”
    In school, Judy did not raise her hand once. She did not pass a note to Frank. She did nothing but chew her Grouchy pencil all through Spelling.
    She, Judy Moody, was in a pencil-snapping mood.
    When it was time for Science, Mr. Todd took off his watch and said, “I want everybody to sit still for sixty seconds. I’ll time you.” When the minute was up, Mr. Todd said, “In that minute, one hundred acres of trees in the rain forest were just destroyed. That’s seventy football fields.”
    “No way!” went through the class.
    “We all depend on the rain forest,” said Mr. Todd. “For things we eat and wear and use every single day. Think about it. Even your wooden pencil and rubber eraser could be from the rain forest. Ninety-eight percent of the cedar wood used for pencils comes from rain forest trees.”
    Judy stopped chewing on her Grouchy pencil. She stared at it. The grouchy face looked even grouchier. This pencil used to be a tree. A rain forest tree!

    She, Judy Moody, would never, ever use a pencil again. Not even a Grouchy pencil.
    “If we help save the rain forest, we help save the planet,” said Mr. Todd.
    Suddenly, Judy had a plan. A perfect Save-the-World plan. All she had to do was skip recess.
    When all the kids hurried outside to the playground, Judy sneaked back to the classroom. This was her big chance. Inside each desk was a pencil holder. Judy raced around the room and took the pencils from each desk. Then she hid them inside the flower vase.
    As soon as recess was over, it was time for Math. “Take out