![]() "That's a hard question to answer." "But Mother-" Beezus began."I like jelly on my mashed potateos," interrupted Ramona, looking sulky. "If I can ut butter on my mashed potateos, why can't I put jelly? I put butter and jelly on toast," said Ramona. "Ramona you heard what your mother said." Father looked stern. "Ramona, we do not put jelly on our mashed potatoes." "I like jelly on my mashed potatoes."Ramona stirred potato and jelly aroud with her fork. "Go no, Beezus." Last week-" said Beezus, looking at her aunt, who smiled as if she understood."Excuse me, Beezus," Mother cut in. "Well, Ido like purple jelly better then red jelly," insisted Ramona."Never mind," said Mother. Beezus takes Ramona back to the library to pay for the damage. When her mother insists, Ramona proceeds to write her name on every single page of the library book. When it’s time to return the book to the library, Ramona claims the book is hers and won’t return it. ' Ramona, stop interrupting your sister," said Father. Ramona finds another book about a steam shovel and brings it home. ![]() " like purple jelly better then red jelly," said Ramona. ![]() 'No, what did you do last week?" asked Aunt Beatrice. Nine-year-old Beezus Quimby has her hands full with her little. ![]() "I want some jelly," said Ramona "You mean, 'Please pass the jelly,' "corrected Mother while Beezus waited patiently. Read 2,364 reviews from the world's largest community for readers. "Do you know what I did last week?" she began. “After Father had served the chicken and mashed potatoes and peas and Mother had passed the hot rolls, Beezus decidedthe time had come to tell Aunt Beatrice about being Sacajawea. ![]()
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