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    Einstein the Class Hamster (Einstein the Class Hamster Series)


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      Text copyright © 2013 by Janet Tashjian

      Illustrations copyright © 2013 by Jake Tashjian

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      Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

      Tashjian, Janet.

      Einstein the class hamster / Janet Tashjian ; illustrated by Jake Tashjian.

      pages cm

      Summary: Einstein, a very knowledgeable hamster, is desperate to

      help the students in his classroom win an audition for a televised trivia

      game show but, unfortunately, only one student, Ned, can hear him.

      eISBN 978-1-62779-288-2

      [1. Questions and answers—Fiction. 2. Hamsters—Fiction. 3. Schools—Fiction.

      4. Children’s art.] I. Tashjian, Jake, illustrator. II. Title.

      PZ7.T211135Ein 2013 [Fic]—dc23 2013018839

      First Edition—2013 / Designed by April Ward

      Printed in the United States of America by

      R.R. Donnellley & Sons Company, Harrisonburg, Virginia

      1 3 5 7 9 10 8 6 4 2

      To John OvEr—

      BeSt. teAcHeR. EvEr.

      “I do not like to state an opinion on a

      matter unless I know the precise facts.”

      —ALBERT EINSTEIN

      “Here’s a fact:

      Someone needs to clean out my cage!”

      —EINSTEIN THE CLASS HAMSTER

      CHAPTER ONE

      AnSwEr

      ThAt

      QuEsTiOn!

      Hello, out there in television land!

      Welcome to the number one show at

      Boerring Elementary:

      AnSwEr

      ThAt

      QuEsTiOn!

      I’m your host, Einstein the class

      hamster, and today we’ve got some

      great contestants:

      Ned

      Ricky

      Bonnie

      Our contestants will be competing

      for some amazing prizes. Tell them

      what they can win, Marlon.

      Not

      this

      again.

      Sorry about that,

      folks. Marlon’s a turtle,

      so he’s a bit slow.

      “Hey!”

      Here’s what our contestants are

      competing for today—a shiny new

      pencil, a box of mints, and a SHETLAND

      PONY! But first, the rules of the game.

      I’ll be asking several questions, and

      it’s up to our contestants and you in

      the studio audience to find the correct

      answer before our time is up. Let’s

      start with a warm-up question. Ready?

      What is the DEADLIEST ANIMAL on

      the planet? Our contestants have ten

      seconds to answer. Start thinking!

      Come on, kids. Let’s get those

      brains working!

      Still nothing? Okay, here’s a hint:

      This animal is deadlier than a shark,

      a snake,

      or even a lion.

      Time’s up, folks!

      The answer is the

      MOSQUITO!

      The mosquito may be small but it

      can be deadly, in some areas spreading

      malaria, which kills a million people a

      year. That is one nasty insect!

      We’ll be right back with more

      questions after this word from our

      sponsor. Stay tuned for lots of fun

      and games on AnSwEr . . . thAt . . .

      QuEStiON.

      “NO . . . NOT AGAIN!” Einstein

      shouted.

      Okay,

      students,

      take out your

      math books.

      “Somebody stop

      her!” Einstein said.

      “That woman is ruining

      my show!”

      “We’ll start with the five table,”

      Ms. Moreno continued. “All together—

      5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40,

      45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70 . . .

      THIS IS

      MY AUDIENCE,

      NOT YOURS!

      WHY ARE YOU

      DOING THIS?

      “75, 80, 85, 90, 95, 100.”

      “Bring out the hook! Get her out of

      here!” Einstein yelled.

      But Ms. Moreno couldn’t hear him.

      Einstein put down his microphone

      and settled into his cage.

      “Take five, Marlon. On second

      thought, take six. I now HATE the

      number five.”

      Ned made sure none of his classmates

      were watching before he spoke to the

      hamster. “Einstein, you realize you’re

      the class pet and Ms. Moreno is the

      teacher, right? That

      SHE’S the one in charge

      and you don’t really

      have a game show?

      That you keep yelling AnSwEr . . .

      tHat...QuEStiON but no one

      ever does? That I’m the only kid who

      can actually HEAR you?”

      “Details, details.” Einstein couldn’t

      believe his show had been interrupted

      by THAT WOMAN yet again. “Can I at

      least do the Tasty Tidbits segment?”

      Einstein asked.

      Ned couldn’t help but smile. Nothing

      made Einstein happier than learning

      new, interesting facts, and Einstein’s

      Tasty Tidbits was the part of the

      show where he shared those fun

      facts with his audience to help them

      prepare for AnSwEr . . . thAt . . .

      QuEStiON.

      Einstein loved stumbling on a fun

      fact more than he loved carrots or

      kibbles or sunflower seeds, which is

      why he named the

      segment Tasty Tidbits.

      Ned wasn’t too sure

      about the whole

      dressing up like the

      fancy women who

      worked on REAL TV

      game shows, but it was Einstein’s

      show, not his.

      “Of COURSE you can do a Tasty

      Tidbit,” Ned said. “Why do you think I

      came over here?”

      Einstein looked at Ms. Moreno in

      the front of the class. She’s a no-

      good ham, Einstein thought. Always

      hogging the spotlight. But he was a

      professional, and it was time to end

      the show.

      “You ready?” Ned asked.

      When it came to Tasty Tidbits,

      Einstein was born ready.

      Believe it or not, the highest concentration

      of mosquitoes on the planet is NOT in the

      tropics but in the Arctic tundra. Because

      it’s so flat, when the snow and ice melt, the

      water has nowhere to go and forms shallow

      pools that provide breeding grounds for

      mosquitoes. When y
    ou add in the constant

      sunlight of summer as well as rising

      temperatures, the pools of warm water

      make perfect mosquito incubators.

      BILLIONS can swarm in a day, filling the

      skies—in the Arctic!

      But don’t blame the males. Only female

      mosquitoes bite because they need

      protein from blood for their eggs.

      (Regular mosquito diet consists of plant

      sugar.) It’s not the mosquito’s bite that

      makes you itch. It’s the body’s immune

      response to the saliva she leaves behind.

      CHAPTER TWO

      a lItTlE BaCkGrOuNd

      On eInStEiN

      Einstein comes from a long line

      of class hamsters.

      His father,

      Aristotle, was a

      class hamster.

      Knowledge is

      power—at least

      according to Sir

      Francis Bacon.

      His grandmother

      Banjo was a class

      hamster.

      There’s a typo

      on page 29 of

      your history

      textbook.

      Even his great-great-great-

      grandfather Fuzzy was a class

      hamster.

      Dig that

      groovy Venn

      diagram,

      man.

      Because his family spent so much

      time in classrooms, Einstein learned a

      lot of facts most hamsters don’t know.

      He knows the capitals of all fifty

      states:

      Montgomery, Alabama

      Juneau, Alaska

      Phoenix, Arizona

      Little Rock, Arkansas

      Sacramento, California

      Denver, Colorado

      Hartford, Connecticut

      Dover, Delaware

      Tallahassee, Florida

      Atlanta, Georgia

      Honolulu, Hawaii

      Boise, Idaho

      Springfield, Illinois

      Indianapolis, Indiana

      Des Moines, Iowa

      Topeka, Kansas

      Frankfort, Kentucky

      Baton Rouge, Louisiana

      Augusta, Maine

      Annapolis, Maryland

      Boston, Massachusetts

      Lansing, Michigan

      St. Paul, Minnesota

      Jackson, Mississippi

      Jefferson City, Missouri

      Helena, Montana

      Lincoln, Nebraska

      Carson City, Nevada

      Concord, New Hampshire

      Trenton, New Jersey

      Santa Fe, New Mexico

      Albany, New York

      Raleigh, North Carolina

      Bismarck, North Dakota

      Columbus, Ohio

      Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

      Salem, Oregon

      Harrisburg, Pennsylvania

      Providence, Rhode Island

      Columbia, South Carolina

      Pierre, South Dakota

      Nashville, Tennessee

      Austin, Texas

      Salt Lake City, Utah

      Montpelier, Vermont

      Richmond, Virginia

      Olympia, Washington

      Charleston, West Virginia

      Madison, Wisconsin

      Cheyenne, Wyoming

      He loves to learn about history and

      music.

      He loves to make graphs and charts

      with his food.

      He loves helping kids learn about

      math and science and geography.

      Einstein based AnSwEr...thAt...

      QuEStiON on all the study questions

      his relatives had handed down through

      the years. AnSwEr...thAt...

      QuEStiON and Tasty Tidbits were

      the perfect study guides. He was the

      school’s most valuable resource. SO

      WHY WEREN’T THEY USING HIM?

      With all these interesting facts at

      his hamster fingertips, Einstein didn’t

      understand why Principal Decker

      insisted on hiring HUMANS to teach

      at Boerring Elementary when Einstein

      could do a better job at a fraction

      of the salary. (Fractions are also

      something Einstein knows a lot about.)

      Maybe THIS is the year Einstein

      gets to make his beloved ancestors

      proud.

      The capital of Texas—AUSTIN—

      rhymes with the capital of

      Massachusetts—BOSTON.

      I’m fixin’ to

      make some

      chowda!

      CHAPTER THREE

      SOmE BACkGrOuNd

      ON NEd

      Ned had no idea why he was the only

      one in Ms. Moreno’s class who could

      hear Einstein. Maybe it was because

      he had twelve animals of his own that

      were taking over his house—

      2 goldfish

      1 golden retriever

      3 chickens

      1 ferret

      3 cats

      2 parakeets

      Or maybe it was because when he

      was a baby, Ned had tubes put in his

      ears that affected his hearing in a

      way doctors couldn’t explain.

      Or maybe it was because Ned didn’t

      have a lot of friends and Einstein was

      the only one in class who seemed to

      care about what Ned thought. Maybe

      being such a sensitive kid had an

      upside—like being able to understand

      hamsters.

      Whatever the reason, Ned liked

      hanging out with Einstein. Watching

      the hamster organize his notes for

      AnSwEr . . . thAt . . . QuEStiON

      was usually the highlight of Ned’s day.

      Now all Ned had to do was make a

      few human friends.

      Ferrets are one of the most popular pets

      in the United States. The word ferret

      comes from the Latin word furonem,

      which means “thief.” Ferrets ARE master

      thieves, able to steal anything they can

      grab, so they’re often trained to hunt

      rabbits and other small

      animals. But they’re only

      master burglars when

      they’re awake—ferrets

      sleep more than

      twenty hours a day.

      CHAPTER FOUR

      The

      pRiNcIpAL

      There was only one person Einstein

      disliked more than Ms. Moreno, and

      that was Principal Decker.

      The main reason Einstein disliked

      Principal Decker was that he didn’t

      notice most of what went on in his

      own school.

      He didn’t notice the ivy covering

      the front door that students had

      to squeeze through on their way

      to class every morning.

      He didn’t notice Mr. Wright, the

      janitor, playing poker with students

      during recess.

      He didn’t notice Ms.

      Moreno spontaneously

      dozing off several

      times a day in her

      classroom.

      The school could be under

      alien attack, and the principal

      wouldn’t pay one bit of

      attention.

      Principal Decker only cared

      about one thing—

      Twinkles the python.

      Twinkles was SUPPOSED to stay

      in the Science Center, but Principal

      Decker carried his tank around with

      him all day. Sometimes he even wore

      Twinkles around his neck like a scarf.

      But Einstein had to give Twinkles

      credit:
    He didn’t just attempt to

      gobble Einstein up; the snake was

      creative in the ways he tried to

      devour him.

      “I’ve got something caught between

      my teeth,” Twinkles would say. “Do

      you think you could check it out?” As

      if Einstein were some kind of rodent

      dental floss.

      “My uvula’s swollen,” Twinkles said

      another time. “Would you mind giving

      it a quick look?”

      Einstein planned to stay as far away

      from Twinkles as possible.

      Pythons live in humid areas like Asia and

      Africa. They average around fifteen feet in

      length, but some types

      have grown to be as long

      as thirty-seven feet.

      Pythons squeeze the

      life out of their prey,

      usually wild animals

     


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