It's Not My Fault I Know Everything (Dear Dumb Diary #8): Dear Dumb Diary
Autor Jim Bentonen Limba Engleză Paperback – 28 feb 2009 – vârsta până la 12 ani
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780439825979
ISBN-10: 0439825970
Pagini: 144
Dimensiuni: 136 x 197 x 13 mm
Greutate: 0.1 kg
Editura: Scholastic
Seria Dear Dumb Diary
ISBN-10: 0439825970
Pagini: 144
Dimensiuni: 136 x 197 x 13 mm
Greutate: 0.1 kg
Editura: Scholastic
Seria Dear Dumb Diary
Notă biografică
Jim Benton is an award-winning author and artist. You may know some of the other things he's made, like It's Happy Bunny, Dear Dumb Diary, Franny K. Stein, Victor Shmud, and more. He's created a TV series, written books, and produced a movie, and he always did everything his parents told him to do. Pretty much. Jim lives in Michigan with his wife and kids and can be found online at jimbenton.com.
Descriere
It's an eventful month for Jamie Kelly. Stinker and Stickybuns' litter of puppies has arrived -- which makes Jamie and her nemesis Angeline "in-laws by dog." Ugh. Jamie's class at Mackerel Middle School is doing a unit on journal-writing, and someone's diary falls into the wrong hands.
But worst of all, Angeline and Isabella are becoming . . . friends.
Dear Dumb Diary,
It's not my fault I know everything.
Okay, I don't know where Timbuktu is, but I refuse to know that. Even if somebody told me, I would flush my brain like a thought-potty and wave goodbye to Timbuktu as it swirled down my brain hole.
I know everything that I WANT to know.
But worst of all, Angeline and Isabella are becoming . . . friends.
Dear Dumb Diary,
It's not my fault I know everything.
Okay, I don't know where Timbuktu is, but I refuse to know that. Even if somebody told me, I would flush my brain like a thought-potty and wave goodbye to Timbuktu as it swirled down my brain hole.
I know everything that I WANT to know.