yelled, even Emily and Andrea.
We couldnât wait to get to the musicroom to congratulate Mr. Hynde. Everybody wanted to be the line leader.
Finally we got to the music room all out of breath. But nobody was there.
âWhereâs Mr. Hynde?â we all asked.
âIâll bet heâs going to make a big entrance, like he usually does,â Ryan said.
âIâm ready to get down and boogie,â Michael said.
So we waited. And we waited and waited and waited. Finally, after about a million hundred years, the door opened. And you wonât believe who walked in.
It was Mr. Loring!
Boring, snoring Mr. Loring was standing there, looking as boring as ever.
Everybody gasped.
âSit down, please,â Mr. Loring said. âWe always sit down for music class.â
âMr. Loring!â Andrea asked. âWhat are you doing here?â
âI am here to teach music, of course,â he said.
âWhat happened to Mr. Hynde?â I asked.
âApparently he quit,â said Mr. Loring.
âWhat?â I shouted. âThatâs not fair!â
âPrincipal Klutz asked me to come back,â Mr. Loring said, âand I agreed, against my better judgment.â
Everybody moaned. Mr. Loring reached into his jacket and pulled out a piece of paper.
âMr. Hynde left a note for you,â he said. âWould you like me to read it?â
âYeah!â
So Mr. Loring read Mr. Hyndeâs note:
âI hope you dudes donât think Iâm rude.
Donât moan and cry âcause I didnât say good-bye.
I had to keep it real âtil I got a record deal.
But now I hit it big, so I quit my teaching gig.
You kids are cool. I dig your school.
Wherever I go, whatever I do,
Thereâs one thing true.
Iâll always remember you.â
Emily started crying, that crybaby.
Well, to be honest, we all started crying.
âI realize youâre sad that Mr. Hynde is no longer here,â said Mr. Loring. âMaybe if we sing a song, it will make you feel better.â
âCan we sing that sun will come out tomorrow song?â I asked. âThat will cheer us up.â
âYeah, it will remind us of Mr. Hynde,â said Michael.
âI was thinking of something else,â Mr. Loring said. And then he began to sing:
âWho stole the cookie from the cookie jar?
A.J. stole the cookie from the cookie jar.
Who me?
Yes you.
Couldnât be.
Then who?
Emily stole the cookie from the cookie jar.â
No! Not that song! Anything but that song!
Mr. Loring made us sing that dumb cookie jar song over and over again until everybodyâs name in the whole class was mentioned. It was horrible. Ithought I was gonna die.
Well, it looks like boring, snoring Mr. Loring is back at Ella Mentry School for the rest of the year. I guess weâre just gonna have to put up with him until Mr. Klutz hires a new music teacher.
Like the song says, weâll have to stick out our chins and grin. Weâre gonna have to hang on till tomorrow, come what may.
But it wonât be easy!
About the Author and the Illustrator
DAN GUTMAN has written many weird books for kids. Dan lives in New Jersey (a very weird place) with his weird wife and two weird children. You can visit him on his weird website at www.dangutman.com
JIM PAILLOT lives in Arizona (another weird place) with his weird wife and two weird children. Isnât that weird? You can visit him on his weird website at www.jimpaillot.com
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Cover art © 2004 by Jim Paillot
Cover © 2004 by HarperCollins Publishers Inc.
Copyright
MY WEIRD SCHOOL #6: MR. HYNDE IS OUT OF HIS MIND! . Text copyright © 2005 by Dan Gutman. Illustrations copyright © 2005 by Jim Paillot. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been