Ramonaâs mother. âI was afraid my working full time might be too much for you, and just when we have decided Daddy will quit his job at the market and go back to school.â
Ramona was astonished. âSchool! You mean do homework and stuff like that? Daddy?â
âI expect so,â answered Mrs. Quimby.
âWhy does he want to go and do a thing like that?â Ramona could not understand.
âTo finish college,â her mother explained. âSo he can get a better job, he hopes. One that he likes.â
So this was what her parents had been talking about at night in their room. âWill he have to go away?â asked Ramona.
âNo. He can go to Portland State right here in town,â explained Mrs. Quimby. âBut I will have to go on working full time, which I want to do anyway because I like my job. Do you think you can manage to get along with Mrs. Kemp?â
Ramona thought how much happier her family would be if her father never came home tired from working in the express line again. âOf course I can,â she agreed with courage. âIâve gotten alongâsort ofâso far.â After this she would stay away from pinking shears and bluing. As for Willa Jeanâmaybe she would go to nursery school and learn to shape up. Yes, Ramona could manage. âAnd I guess weâll have to scrimp and pinch some more,â she said.
âThatâs right. Scrimp and pinch and save as much money as we can while Daddy is studying, even though he hopes to find part-time work after school starts,â said Mrs. Quimby. âAnd by the way, you donât have to tell me if you donât want to, but I am curious. Why are your pajamas at school?â
âOh.â Ramona made a face; it all seemed so ridiculous now. She gave her mother the shortest possible explanation.
Mrs. Quimby did not seem upset. She merely said, âWhat next?â and laughed.
âDid Mrs. Rudge say anything about my spelling?â Ramona hesitated to ask the question, but she did want to know the answer.
âWhy, no,â said Mrs. Quimby. âShe didnât even mention spelling, but she did say you were one of her little sparklers who made teaching interesting.â And with that Ramonaâs mother left the room.
A little sparkler! Ramona liked that. She thought of the last Fourth of July when she had twirled through the dusk, a sparkler fizzing and spitting in each hand and leaving circles of light and figure eights as she had spun across the front yard until she had fallen to the grass with dizziness. And now she was one of Mrs. Rudgeâs little sparklers!
Ramona held out her arms and twirled across the room, pretending she was holding sparklers. Then she seized a pencil and paper that were lying on her bureau and wrote her name in good, bold cursive:
There. A girl who was a sparkler needed a name that looked like a sparkler. And that was the way Ramona Quimby was going to write her name.
Ching-chong, ching-chong went the roller skates out on the sidewalk. Ramona opened the suitcase and pulled out her skates.
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THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
R amona Quimby hoped her parents would forget to give her a little talking-to. She did not want anything to spoil this exciting day.
âHa-ha, I get to ride the bus to school all by myself,â Ramona bragged to her big sister, Beatrice, at breakfast. Her stomach felt quivery with excitement at the day ahead, a day that would begin with a bus ride just the right length to make her feel a long way from home but not long enoughâshe hopedâto make her feel carsick. Ramona was going to ride the bus, because changes had been made in the schools in the Quimbysâ part of the city during the summer. Glenwood, the
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