answered without even taking a breath.
âThatâs true, Sophie,â Mrs. Brisbane said. âI think all riddles seem easy once you know the answer. But the legend is that many travelers lost their lives because they didnât figure it out.â
Rosie raised her hand. âWhy didnât the travelers look it up ? â
âThey couldnât go online back then,â Thomas said. âThey didnât have computers that long ago. I read about it in a book, but they probably didnât have books, either.â
âThey didnât have books the way we do,â our teacher explained. âThey had papyrus. It was very expensive, so hardly anyone had any. Students who were learning to write practiced on bits of stone.â
Thomas groaned. âThat would sure make your backpack heavy!â
That made everyone laugh, including Mrs. Brisbane.
I was glad I had my little notebook, which hardly weighed a thing. Imagine if a small hamster had to write on stones!
Next, Mrs. Brisbane taught math, but it was a very funny kind of math they used in ancient Egypt. Instead of numbers, they used symbols and there were only seven of them.
Each 1 was a single line. That was easy, but as the numbers moved up, the symbols were stranger and stranger. A coil of rope stood for 10.
A finger represented 10,000, which is a very large number.
When Mrs. Brisbane showed us the symbol for 100,000, Og let out an extra-loud âBOING!â
The symbol for 100,000 was a frog!
âBOING-BOING-BOING!â
Of course, my friends all laughed.
When Mrs. Brisbane finished showing us all of the symbols, I was disappointed that one of them was not a hamster.
But I was happy there was at least a frog. Really.
Mrs. Brisbane put up some math problems for the class to solve using the symbols.
Near the end of the class, Mr. Fitch appeared, carrying a book.
I scrambled up to the tippy top of my cage and saw that the book had a dark red cover. I crossed my toes and hoped.
âSorry to interrupt,â he said. âI found this book with a hold slip for Joey in Room Twenty-six. I thought Iâd bring it down in case he needs it.â
First Just-Joey looked surprised. Then he frowned and shook his head. âNot for me.â
Mr. Fitch walked to Joeyâs table and handed him the book. âItâs a good one,â he said.
Joey took the book.
The slip Iâd written on was still tucked inside and Joey read it.
âThanks,â he said, but he looked confused.
âThanks!â I squeaked.
âWhatâs the book ? â Mrs. Brisbane asked when Mr. Fitch was gone.
âItâs called
The Jungle Book,
â Joey said. âIt has a lot of animals in it.â
Mrs. Brisbane looked pleased.
And I was HAPPY-HAPPY-HAPPY that my Plan had worked.
But I still wasnât sure that Joey would like the book.
Mrs. Brisbane kept on talking but Joey wasnât listening.
He opened the book and stared at the first page.
I think that Mrs. Brisbane knew that Joey wasnât listening, but she didnât say anything.
Joey turned the page.
I crossed my toes again.
My poor toes were aching by the time Mrs. Brisbane split the class up into their groups.
I wanted to keep track of Joey and the book, but there were so many things going on, I forgot.
First Phoebe waved her hand at Kelsey, wiggled her fingers and winked. I guess Kelsey forgot that she was helping to hold up the blocks for the pyramid. She started to return the signal while Simon was gluing the next one on.
The pyramid collapsed into a heap of blocks.
âNow look what youâve done!â Simon said.
I didnât blame him for being irritated. Rosie was annoyed as well.
âWhat happened ? â Mrs. Brisbane asked when she rushed over to their table.
âKelsey let go,â Simon said.
âIt was an accident,â Kelsey said.
âWell, Be-Careful-Kelsey,â Mrs. Brisbane said. âHelp Simon and