Miss Daisy truly doesn’t know anything about anything. I’ll never understand how she got to be a teacher.*

At that moment, you’ll never believe who ran through the door.

Nobody! You can’t run through a door. Doors are made of wood.

But you’ll never believe who ran through the doorway.

It was Mr. Macky! And he was wearing a hazmat suit, too!

“Angel muffin!” yelled Miss Daisy.

“Sugar plum!” yelled Mr. Macky.

Ugh, disgusting! I’m sure they would have started hugging and kissing each other if they hadn’t been wearing hazmat suits.

Even though he had a gas mask over his face, we could still tell that Mr. Macky was upset. His eyes looked all crazy.

“What’s the matter, dear?” shouted Miss Daisy.

“I just got off the phone with the day care center!” shouted Mr. Macky.

“What happened?” shouted Miss Daisy. “Did Jackie Macky fall down?”

“No.”

“Did one of the other kids hit her?”

“No. Jackie Macky has . . .”

We all leaned forward to hear what Jackie Macky had. Everybody was on pins and needles.

Well, not really. We were sitting on chairs. If we were on pins and needles, it would have hurt. But there was electricity in the air.

Well, not really. If there was electricity in the air, we all would have been electrocuted.

But we really really really wanted to know what Jackie Macky had.

I could tell you right now what Jackie Macky had. But I’m not going to. You have to read the next chapter to find out. So nah-nah-nah boo-boo on you.

9. This Is an Emergency!

“Jackie Macky has the sniffles!” shouted Mr. Macky.

What?!

“The sniffles?!” shrieked Miss Daisy. “Oh no! Not the sniffles!”

“Yes, the sniffles!” screamed Mr. Macky.

The two of them started jumping up and down and yelling and screaming and shrieking and hooting and hollering and freaking out. It was hilarious. You should have been there!

“That means Jackie Macky has germs!” hollered Miss Daisy. “Germs have infected her body! And they’re going to multiply!”

Wow, I didn’t even know that germs could do math. They must be really smart.

“Jackie Macky is sick!” yelled Mr. Macky. “She could die! What are we going to do?”

“Uh, maybe you should wipe her nose with a tissue?” I suggested.

“No!” screamed Miss Daisy. “We need to call an ambulance! This is an emergency! It’s a matter of life and death!”

“Right!” shouted Mr. Macky. “You call the ambulance on your cell phone while I drive to the hospital. We can meet them there.”

“Good plan, honey!” hollered Miss Daisy. “We have to get out of here. Have a nice day, kids! It was fun teaching you.”

“I’m so glad we bought these hazmat suits!” yelled Mr. Macky. “They really came in handy.”

Then the two of them ran out of the room.

Teachers are weird. Mr. Macky is wacky. And Miss Daisy is still crazy!