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pull each other’s arms out of their sockets.
    Sophie, Petal and I are sitting on my bed as I write this. Sophie is looking at my bridesmaid scrapbook. I think she feels a bit left out. I’d gladly swap places with her.
    Wednesday, 20 December
    Mat made me practise the bridesmaid’s walk again today. I got so tangled up in my own feet that I tripped over and sprained my ankle. Now I’m limping like a war veteran all the time!
    Petal the copy cat limped along behind me for the rest of the day. Mat said my duck can do the bridesmaid’s walk better than me.

    That was hurtful.
    Did the big end-of-year school clean-up after lunch. Found seven dead mice in the store room. They turned up again at home, hanging from our Christmas tree. Mum threw them out the lounge-room window. Doris and Mildred ate them.
    Sophie and I spent the evening writing Christmas cards. Sophie has forty-seven cards finished, sealed in envelopes together with thousands of tiny silver stars, ready to hand out.
    I didn’t get very far. I tore up thirteen cards trying to write the proper words for Miss McKenzie. Somehow ‘Merry Christmas. You are making a huge mistake!’ or ‘Seasons greetings. Why don’t you tell James Welsh-Pearson to take a long walk off a short pier?’ doesn’t seem to be in the spirit of the festive season.
    Thursday, 21 December
    Last day of school today. We had the best school Christmas party ever. Mr Cluff must have hidden hundreds of candy canes for the treasure hunt. I was one of the losers and I found eight. Miss McKenzie, Nick and Gary taught us all their Scottish Christmas fling to the bagpipes, and Davo and Mr Cluff raced each other on Davo’s BMX track. Davo won because Mr Cluff’strousers got caught in the chain and he crashed into a gumtree.
    Mrs Whittington brought over a yellow tea cosy for Gabby and four enormous steamed golden syrup puddings for us all to eat.
    â€˜Happy Valentine’s Day! Happy Valentine’s Day!’ she said over and over again.
    Lucy ran rabbit races where we all got our own bunny with a number painted on its back. Banjo’s rabbit was first over the line, but it got disqualified because it kept on running and disappeared into the state forest.
    We all gathered around the tank stand for Banjo’s end-of-year poetry recital. He had some ripper poems about the circus, crew cuts and squashed salami sandwiches, but the best of all was his poem about giant zucchinis. Sam was moved to tears by it!
    Right at the end of the day, Harry Wilson set off in his aeroplane for Greenland. He was wearing all his warmest winter clothes because, even though it was a stinking hot 39 o C here at the Bake, he knew it would be well below zero in Greenland.
    Harry kissed Miss McKenzie goodbye and wished her a happy Christmas. He shook Mr Cluff’s hand and Mr Cluff wished him Godspeed.He climbed into his plane, put on his orange stack hat, his flying goggles and his mum’s yellow rubber gloves and waved goodbye. Ben, Tom, Gary, Jack, Davo and Ned pushed the plane as fast as they could across the playground until the wings fell off and Harry fell through the bottom of the fuselage. Tom and Gary stumbled on over Harry, and Ben fell on top of him.

    Harry was pretty disappointed. His bottom lip began to wobble, but he didn’t cry. He said he should have stuck with his original plan of travelling to Greenland by hot air balloon. Mr Cluff said not to worry, there was always next year.
    The only damper on the day was when Mat turned all mature while we were waiting for the bus. She gave Miss McKenzie a hug and one ofthose daft air kisses — the ones where you put your cheek about five centimetres away from the other person’s cheek, pucker your lips like you’ve been sucking a lemon and go ‘ Mwaah !’
    WHAT’S THE POINT???
    I was pretty sad to be saying goodbye to Miss McKenzie, but I suppose I’ll see her again in six