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What Would Junie B. Jones Do?
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"Mr. Jacobson, the old Jewish guy who lives on Bickford street, sniffs little girls' bicycle seats," eight year old Benjamin Carter announced cavalierly as though the topic made for polite dinner conversation. The family had just sat down to the evening meal.
Grace Carter poured some gravy on her mash potatoes, cleared her throat and asked, "Where exactly did you learn this?"