"Martin, Ann M - Baby-sitters Club - Super Special 01 - Baby-sitters on Board!" - читать интересную книгу автора (Martin Ann M)

"But I'm not going to. Not here. Not on the last day of our vacation. Besides, everyone thinks it's your birthday."
"I know," I said. I squirmed uncomfortably. I hate making Daddy mad. "I just wanted everyone to sing to me. Besides, my ghost made me do it. My hitchhiking ghost. He's with me all the time." Right away I wished I hadn't said that. I knew it wasn't true. He hadn't made me do it. Would I make the ghost mad? I waited for something to happen. Nothing did.
Nothing ghostly, anyway.
But David Michael scowled at me from across the table. "You are such a baby," he said.
"I am not."
"Are too." He began to sing, "Kindergarten
baby, stick your head in gravy. Wash it off with Ч "
But Daddy stopped him.
"David Michael. Karen. That is enough. Both of you."
David Michael didn't finish the song. But when Daddy and Elizabeth weren't looking, he stuck his tongue out at me. I stuck mine back out at him.
Then, from across the room, I heard a cheer. Andrew and David Michael and I craned our necks to see what was going on. Tigger the tiger from Winnie-the-Pooh had bounced into the room!
"Oh, it's Tigger!" I exclaimed.
Tigger began walking from table to table. Nearly everyone wanted to take his picture. While that was happening, someone began handing out comic books to all the kids. The comics were about Epcot Center, and they were called "Mickey and Goofy Explore the Universe of Energy." Stuck in each book was a yellow Empress Lilly pennant.
I saw a kid ask Tigger to sign his pennant. So when Tigger finally got to our table, I handed him my pennant and a pen. Tigger signed his name!
"Thank you!" I cried.
After awhile Tigger left the room. I looked down at my food. I was much too excited to eat. Andrew and David Michael were too excited, too.
"Eat up, kids," said Elizabeth. But just then, Pluto came in.
"Yea!" I cheered. Pluto walked from table to table with his long red tongue hanging out. Daddy snapped a picture of Pluto with his arms around my brothers and me.
Soon it was time to leave.
"Can't any of you kids eat even one more bite?" asked Elizabeth.
David Michael and Andrew and I shook our heads.
So we got on a bus and headed back to the Magic Kingdom one last time.
"What shall we do first?" asked Elizabeth as we walked down Main Street.
"The carousel?" I said. "Could we ride on the carousel?"
Elizabeth looked at my brothers. "Is that okay with you guys?"
"Sure," said Andrew.
David Michael shrugged. He was still mad because all those people had sung "Happy
Birthday" to me and thought I was seven.
We walked toward Fantasyland. Andrew said he had to go to the bathroom.
'Til take him/' said Daddy. "We'll meet you at the carousel."
"Okay," replied Elizabeth. "Hey, David Michael! Don't wander off. Come back!" Elizabeth ran after David Michael.
My socks were falling down. I stopped and pulled them up. When I looked around, I couldn't see Elizabeth or David Michael or Daddy or Andrew.
"Elizabeth?" I called.
I was in a big crowd of people.
"Elizabeth? . . . ELIZABETH!"
"Are you lost, little girl?" asked a popcorn vendor.
Even though I hate being called "little girl," I said, "Yes." I wanted to cry. But do you know what? I wasn't really too scared. My ghost was with me, and suddenly I imagined that he was a friendly ghost instead of a scary one. After all, he hadn't done anything mean to me, and besides, he was the only person I knew here. I imagined him saying, "Don't worry. We'll find Elizabeth and your daddy." And I felt better!
The popcorn vendor asked someone who worked in a store to sell his popcorn for him for awhile. Then he began asking me all sorts of questions, like where was I supposed to meet Elizabeth, and which bathroom did I think Daddy had taken Andrew to?
I tried to answer him as he walked me to the carousel.
"Whaf s your stepmother wearing?" he wanted to know.
"A pink dress, I think." But I wasn't sure. I'd been so excited about breakfast that I hadn't paid much attention.
"Well, we'll look for pink dresses," said the man pleasantly.
He reached out his hand. I held onto him with my left hand Ч and onto my hitchhiking ghost with my right hand.
"Is that your stepmother?" the popcorn vendor wanted to know. He was pointing to a fat woman in a pink sundress.
I shook my head. "No."
We kept walking.
"What if Elizabeth isn't at the carousel?" I asked. My voice was trembling.
"Then we'll look for your daddy. He's supposed to go to the carousel, too. Don't worry.
I've worked at the Magic Kingdom for three years and I've seen lots of lost kids. Don't you worry about a thing. I never got one whose parents I couldn't find. It always works out. Trust me."
"Always?" I asked. (My ghost squeezed my hand.)