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Where are the bookmarks?!
Lets empty all our desks and clean them out, Miss Mackle ordered.
Sidney grabbed his desk with both hands and tipped it forward. Everything dumped out: books, pens, pencils, wads of paper, two used Kleenexes, an old black banana, and some hairy-monster-head erasers.
No one found an extra bookmark.
They cant just vanish into thin air, Harry said. Four missing bookmarks? Thats a real mystery. Its a case I want to solve!
OTHER BOOKS IN THE HORRIBLE HARRY SERIES
Horrible Harry and the Ant Invasion
Horrible Harry and the Christmas Surprise
Horrible Harry and the Dead Letters
Horrible Harry and the Dragon War
Horrible Harry and the Drop of Doom
Horrible Harry and the Dungeon
Horrible Harry and The Goog
Horrible Harry and the Green Slime
Horrible Harry and the Holidaze
Horrible Harry and the Kickball Wedding
Horrible Harry and the Locked Closet
Horrible Harry and the Mud Gremlins
Horrible Harry and the Purple People
Horrible Harry and the Triple Revenge
Horrible Harry at Halloween
Horrible Harry Bugs the Three Bears
Horrible Harry Cracks the Code
Horrible Harry Goes to Sea
Horrible Harry Goes to the Moon
Horrible Harry in Room 2B
Horrible Harry Moves Up to Third Grade
Horrible Harry Takes the Cake
Horrible Harrys Secret
Dedicated with love to my
five precious grandchildren:
Jake, Kenna, Gabby,
Saylor, and Holden
Keep writing your wonderful letters!
Special appreciation to...
Joyce Cullum, a dedicated librarian at Byron Bergen Elementary in Bergen, New York, for her creative mailbox activities!
Eileen Spinelli and her wonderful book If You Want to Find Golden.
My editor, Catherine Frank, for her hard work and enthusiasm.
And to my husband, Rufus, who read the first drafts. I love you!
A Letter from Doug
Dear Reader,
My friend Harry has been a detective now for over a year. He solved his first case, The Case of the Missing Pixie Dust, on Halloween in second grade. When Harry got to third grade, he took on three big mysteries:
The Case of the Locked Closet
The Case of the Groom in Room 3B
The Case of the Orange-Sticker Winners
Harry solved two of them and botched one. All together thats three out of four. In baseball, Harry would be batting cleanup, fourth in the lineup with a .750 average. Thats pretty good!
When Harry is not on a case, he likes fooling around with horrible things. Usually, they make good stories, and I write about them:
Spiders, ants, and earwigs
Snakes and lizards
Tasmanian devils and fire-eating dragons!
Stinkhorn mushrooms and green slime
I never thought horrible things could help Harry solve a mystery, but they sure did this time! And it was a new kind of horrible too.
Harrys horrible poems! They actually helped us crack The Case of the Dead Letters.
Do you wonder how Harry got interested in poetry? And what these dead letters are all about?
Ill explain everything! Its all connected, and it started with a rainbow. Just read on!
Your friend,
Doug
A Rainbow in Room 3B
It was Monday morning. We were just hanging up our jackets in Room 3B, and we looked like a rainbow! It was Wear Your Favorite Color Day in Miss Mackles third-grade class. Song Lee and ZuZu were dressed in red. Ida was wearing purple. Dexter was in blue. I had a green shirt on with matching green socks. Harry was dressed in brown. Mary and Sidney were both wearing pink.
Dont you know pink is for girls? Mary said.
Sid put his nose right next to Marys. For your information, Mare, my step-dad has the exact same pink shirt. Its high fashion.
Mary rolled her eyes. Maybe on planet Mars! she groaned. When a couple of kids giggled, Sid made a face.
You dont know everything! Sid snapped.
No, Mary replied. But I do know my colors, King Pinky Toes!
No you dont, Queen Hairy Toes! Sid shot back.
I tried not to laugh.
That morning Miss Mackle sat down in her big teacher chair in front of the room.
Your rainbow earrings are pretty, Ida said.
The teacher smiled and said thank you.
Now, boys and girls, she said, I want to read you some poems about colors. Theyre from the book If You Want to Find Golden by Eileen Spinelli.
Harry made a face. Ugh, he groaned. Then he sank down in his chair and closed his eyes. Harry did not like poetry.
Everyone else listened politely to the poems about red fire engines, an orange marmalade cat, a pesky yellow bee, and gray chimney smoke. When Miss Mackle read the one about brown roasted peanuts, Harry opened his eyes and started sniffing. I think he smelled them!
And when she finished reading the last poem, about silver tinkling party sounds, Harry put two thumbs up.
Miss Mackle beamed. Now, I have a treat for each one of you. And she held something up. Its a sparkly rainbow bookmark with a list of one hundred and twenty colors on the back!
It was so cool!
Thank you! we all said as she passed them out.
Way cool! Harry added. I didnt know there were so many names for brown!
I looked at the list. I didnt either!
auburn
copper
taupe
brown
mahogany
khaki
buff
ochre
ecru
burnt sienna
rust
beige
burnt umber
sepia
bronze
Ohhh, Mary exclaimed. The list includes my favorite color of light greenceladon!
How about fourteen names for pink! Sid exclaimed, waving both hands in the air.
pink
shocking pink
carnation
tea rose
fuchsia
rose
magenta
deep pink
cerise
Japanese pink
hot pink
French rose
cherry blossom
puce
I suppose youre wearing hot pink tomorrow, Sid, Mary teased.
Actually, Im wearing magenta, Sidney replied.
Okay, the teacher exclaimed. Now its your turn to write your own color poetry.
Our Color Poems
First, the teacher said, choose any color. Then start and end with this phrase. Miss Mackle walked over to the blackboard and wrote in cursive: