Judy Moody Goes to College - Megan Mcdonald [13]
“See, you start out in the Attitude Tent,” said Judy. “The object of the game is to try not to land in the Bad-i-tude Tent. To win, you have to get all the way to the Glad-i-tude Tent.”
Next she made a spinner. Then she made up Attitude Cards.
“See, bad stuff can happen to you along the way,” said Judy. “But it all depends on your attitude. If you pick a bad Attitude Card, you have to go to the Bad-i-tude Tent. If you pick a good Attitude Card, you get to skip way ahead. Three good Attitude Cards, and you win the Peace Prize.”
“Rad!” said Chloe.
“See?” said Judy. “In the Judy Moody game of life, it’s all about attitude.”
“Time for lunch!” Chloe called. Chloe and Mr. Todd carried big boxes over to the picnic tables by the duck pond. Class 3T counted twelve shiny green-headed ducks, twenty-seven Canada geese, three regular honkers, and eleven turtles.
“We could make a graph!” said Judy.
“Let’s eat first,” said Mr. Todd. Chloe passed out box lunches. Inside each box was . . . a veggie burger. Soon, Class 3T was yoga-quiet as they vegged out on veggie burgers and juice-box smoothies. And the ducks vegged out on all the bread crumbs they dropped.
“Yum! Bet you didn’t know that health food actually tastes good,” said Judy.
“And for dessert,” said Chloe, “everybody gets a cup of Screamin’ Mimi’s Rain Forest Mist ice cream.”
“Blue ice cream!”
“YAY!”
“It’s my favorite!”
“Is it made of vegetables, too?”
When everybody was done licking the last drops of ice cream, Frank asked Chloe, “Do you have recess at college?”
“Sure,” said Chloe. “At college, you can make your own recess, anytime you want. Just about.”
“Whoa,” said Judy and Rocky and Frank.
Across the field, Judy saw two college kids walking toward them. They were carrying Frisbees and Hula-hoops and . . . drums!
“Hey,” said Judy, pointing, “it’s Bethany Wigmore and Paul the drummer guy.”
Class 3T had the best recess ever — recess squared, college style. When they were done Hula-hooping and drumming and chasing after Frisbees, it was time to go see the art show.
Judy Moody and Class 3T walked across the Quad, around Coffee Catz, and past the art building to the library. Quietly, they filed up the stairs to the second-floor art gallery.
Mom was there, and Dad, and Stink with a camera!
“What are you guys doing here?” Judy whispered.
“We didn’t want to miss your big show,” said Dad.
“And I got out of learning about commas!” said Stink.
Judy stepped inside the quiet room, where paintings lined the white walls. There were still lifes of fruit and landscapes of trees. There were paintings of blobs and cut-paper collages of cats.
Then she saw it. Portrait of a Band-Aid-Not-Soup-Can without Shadows, Deluxe Edition.
“Guess which one’s mine,” said Judy.
“The Band-Aids!” Stink shouted, running up to the painting.
“It certainly is colorful,” said Dad.
“Creative,” said Mom.
“Very college,” said Mr. Todd, winking.
“Look!” said Stink. “You got a ribbon.”
“Me? Best in Show?” Judy asked.
Stink peered closer at the ribbon. “Never mind,” he said, blocking it with his big head so Judy couldn’t see.
“What?” Judy asked. “Let me see.”
“You don’t want to see,” said Stink. “It says you got HORRIBLE MENTION. That really stinks.”
“Horrible Mention?” She, Judy Moody, won the prize for the most horrible painting in the art show? “Why even mention it if it’s horrible?” Judy wailed.
Mr. Todd laughed. So did Mom and Dad. So did Chloe.
“Why is everybody laughing?” Judy asked. “Horrible Mention means they think my painting is horrible.”
“It’s an Honorable Mention,” Chloe explained.
Honorable Mention sounded way better than Horrible Mention. “That’s good, right?” Judy said. Stink moved over so Judy could see.
“Wicked good,” said Chloe. “It means your painting was so rad, they thought they should honor it with a big fat ribbon.”
Sick-awesome!
“Let’s stand next to your painting so we can get a picture,” said Mom. Everybody crowded around Judy, and the library lady snapped a picture on Stink’s camera.
“Let me