Miss Kraft Is Daft! Read Online Free

was twelve thirty—just a half an hour until the Big Book Drop.
    â€œDid you have a nice lunch, Miss Kraft?” asked Andrea, the big brownnoser.
    â€œWho’s Miss Kraft?” asked Miss Kraft. “I’m The Great Kraftini! Watch this !”
    She snapped her fingers. There was a big puff of smoke, and the empty desk in front of the room disappeared.
    â€œCool!” we all yelled.
    â€œHow did you do that?” asked Alexia.
    â€œOh, a magician never reveals her secrets,” said Miss Kraft.
    â€œCan you make Andrea disappear?” I asked.
    â€œOh, snap!” said Ryan.
    â€œThat’s mean, Arlo!” said Andrea.
    â€œKids learn fast when you combine teaching with magic,” Miss Kraft told us. “Here, I’ll show you. Grab this rope, A.J., and tie me up.”
    â€œTie you up?” I asked. “Are you sure ?”
    â€œSure I’m sure,” said Miss Kraft. “Go ahead. Make it really tight.”
    I wrapped the thick rope around and around Miss Kraft until she was completely wrapped up from head to toe. Then I tied the ends together tightly. There was no way she could escape.
    â€œExcuse me,” said Andrea. “What could we possibly learn from this ?”
    â€œA lot!” said Miss Kraft. “While I try to escape from the ropes, I want you kids to write down the fifty American states in ABC order. If I can’t escape in five minutes or you don’t have the states in order, a five-hundred-pound weight will fall on my head.”
    We all looked up at the ceiling. There was a big weight hanging over Miss Kraft’s head! *
    Miss Kraft is daft!
    â€œThat’s crazy!” yelled Neil the nude kid.
    â€œPlease don’t do this, Miss Kraft,” begged Emily. “It’s very dangerous.”
    â€œI must do it,” said Miss Kraft. “It’s the only way you will learn. Hurry! The clock is ticking!”
    â€œAlabama!” Ryan shouted. “The first state is Alabama! Somebody write it down!”

    Emily grabbed a sheet of paper and a pencil. Everybody started yelling out states.
    â€œAlaska!” yelled Andrea. “It’s Alabama, Alaska … Arizona … Arkansas… . What’s next?”
    â€œWyoming!” I yelled.
    â€œNo, dumbhead,” said Andrea. “Wyoming comes last .”
    â€œI knew that,” I lied.
    â€œCalifornia!” shouted Michael. “The next state is California! And then comes Colorado and Connecticut!”
    Emily wrote the states down as fast as she could. Miss Kraft struggled to free herself from the ropes, but I had wrapped them pretty tightly.

    â€œFour minutes left!” shouted Alexia.
    We racked our brains to put the states in ABC order: Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Idaho. This was hard to do!
    â€œHurry!” Emily shouted. “Three minutes left!”
    Everybody was freaking out. We got Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, and Kansas. Miss Kraft couldn’t get free from the ropes. She was grunting and sweating.
    â€œKentucky!” Andrea shouted. “Then comes Louisiana!”
    â€œTwo minutes left!” shouted Neil.
    We got all the M states: Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, Michigan, Minnesota, Mississippi, Missouri, and Montana.
    â€œOne minute left!” Ryan shouted. “Hurry!”
    â€œNebraska and Nevada!” shouted Alexia.
    â€œAnd then all those “New” states!” shouted Neil. “New Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, and New York!”
    We were running out of time, and there were still a lot of states left. In a few seconds the five-hundred-pound weight was going to drop on Miss Kraft’s head!
    â€œNorth Carolina!” Andrea shouted. “North Dakota! Ohio! Oklahoma!”
    â€œFive seconds left!” shouted Ryan.
    â€œThere’s no more time!” shouted Andrea.
    â€œOh nooooooooooooooo !”
    I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t have to see the five-hundred-pound