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“How ’bout some fruit?” he said.

“Yea!” I shouted. “Yea for fruit! ’Cause fruit is the bestest thing I love!”

I folded my hands very polite. “I would like some bananas and some peaches and some strawberries, please!”

And so Grampa sliced all those fruits into a bowl. And he let me eat them in the living room. In front of TV!

And I’m not even allowed to do that! Only we’re not telling Mother!

And here’s another fun thing!

After breakfast, baby Ollie took his nap. And me and my grampa Miller played Old Maid. And I winned him five whole times in a row!

That’s because I kept on putting the old maid way higher than the rest of my cards. And he kept on picking it!

Grampa Frank Miller is a sucker, I think.

Me and him played lots more games, too.

Their names are Who Can Skip the Fastest. And Who Can Hop on One Foot the Longest. And also the game of Tic-Tac-Toad.

And guess what? I winned all of those games, too!

“I’m the bestest game winner in the whole world!” I said.

Then I runned to my room to get ready for kindergarten.

First, I put on my favorite pants with the polka dotties on them.

Then, I found my favorite sweater with the cow on the front. It was in the dirty clothes hamper. Only it didn’t even stink that much.

After that, I combed my hair with my fingers. And I brushed my teeth. Except for not the wiggly one.

Grampa made me a sandwich for lunch. Its name was Jack Cheese.

I ate it all up. Then I gave him a big kiss. And I skipped to my school bus very happy.

“I’M THE BESTEST WINNN-ERRRR. I’M THE BESTEST WINNN-ERRRR,” I sang real loud.

’Cause winning is the funnest thing I love.

2/Hopping and Racing and Tic-Tac-Toad

I ride the school bus with my bestest friend named Grace.

She has curly black hair. That is my favorite kind of head.

Also she has pink high tops with big feet in them.

That Grace is a lucky duck, I think.

“Hey, Grace! Guess what? Me and my grampa Frank Miller played games today! And I winned him at Old Maid and at hopping and skipping and Tic-Tac-Toad! And so I am the bestest game winner in the whole world!”

That Grace smiled. “Me, too,” she said. “I’m a good game winner, too.”

I patted her very nice. “Yeah, only you can’t be as good as me, Grace. ’Cause I said it first, that’s why.”

That Grace did a mad face at me. Then she called me the name of beanie head.

I patted her again.

“You don’t take criticism that well, Grace,” I said.

Just then she got out a pencil and paper from her back pack.

She drew a Tic-Tac-Toad.

“Now we’ll see who the bestest winner really is,” she said.

“I GOT X’s!” I hollered.

“I GOT O’s!” she hollered.

“I GO FIRST!” I hollered.

“I GO SECOND!” she hollered.

Then me and her played Tic-Tac-Toad.

“TIC-TAC-TOAD! THREE IN A ROAD!” I yelled very fast. “SEE, GRACE? SEE? I TOLD YA I’M THE BESTEST WINNER!”

That Grace looked at the paper.

“But your X’s aren’t in a row, Junie B.,” she said.

I did a huffy breath at her.

“I know they are not in a row, Grace. That is why I made a curvy line to connect them.”

That Grace jumped up.

“Cheater! Cheater! That’s cheating!” she shouted. “The X’s have to be in a straight row!”

Then she passed our Tic-Tac-Toad all around the bus. And all the other kids called me cheater too.

Plus a mean boy named Jim called me the name of nutball.

I hate that guy.

After that, I scooted way over next to the window all by myself.

“I shoulda took O’s,” I whispered very disappointed.

Pretty soon, the bus pulled into my school parking lot.

I hurried off that thing speedy quick.

“Hey, Junie B.! Wait up!” yelled that Grace. “You and me can skip to the swing set together. Want to?”

And so all of a sudden, I felt happy inside again. ’Cause skipping is my bestest game! I could cream her at that, I think!

“Hey, Grace!” I hollered. “You and me can have a skipping race! The first one to the swings is the winner!”

I took a big breath.

“READY…GET SET…GO!” I shouted.

Except for that Grace wasn’t actually off the bus yet.

Only that’s not