WATER WAR IN NEW YORK
CHAPTER 1
"FIVE...FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE... HAPPY SUMMER!" Those were the last five seconds of school for the PS-118 kids. Summer had arrived. "Hey Arnold! What are YOU going to do over the summer?" Stinky asked in his usual whiny voice.
"Probably sweat to death," Arnold said.
"That really bites, Arnold" Stinky replied.
As Arnold stepped off the rickety old bus, he proceded inside the boarding home. Just as he was entering the door, something pink and loud caught his eye. It was Helga leaning against the house, loooking at some heart-shaped metal thing. It looked like a picture frame. Just then, Helga's head turned toward him. "What ya doin' Football Head?" Helga asked, whipping the frame around inside her pocket.
"Nothing, Helga," Arnold answered, "LOOK OUT!" Arnold's grandmother, pretending she was a ninja, karate-kicked a rather large, tin bucket off the roof of the four-story building. It landed with a thud on Helga's head, and her body landed with an even louder one. She dropped to the ground in a heap. Arnold rushed to the phone to call an ambulence, then by her side. He didn't even notice the herd of boys and girls walking by and whispering.
CHAPTER 1
"FIVE...FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE... HAPPY SUMMER!" Those were the last five seconds of school for the PS-118 kids. Summer had arrived. "Hey Arnold! What are YOU going to do over the summer?" Stinky asked in his usual whiny voice.
"Probably sweat to death," Arnold said.
"That really bites, Arnold" Stinky replied.
As Arnold stepped off the rickety old bus, he proceded inside the boarding home. Just as he was entering the door, something pink and loud caught his eye. It was Helga leaning against the house, loooking at some heart-shaped metal thing. It looked like a picture frame. Just then, Helga's head turned toward him. "What ya doin' Football Head?" Helga asked, whipping the frame around inside her pocket.
"Nothing, Helga," Arnold answered, "LOOK OUT!" Arnold's grandmother, pretending she was a ninja, karate-kicked a rather large, tin bucket off the roof of the four-story building. It landed with a thud on Helga's head, and her body landed with an even louder one. She dropped to the ground in a heap. Arnold rushed to the phone to call an ambulence, then by her side. He didn't even notice the herd of boys and girls walking by and whispering.