I. Imagine you are Malcolm and answer these questions on his part

Malcom’s story.

Even I was a baby I was smart. Since then I have always been advanced for my age. Every year I win a lot of prizes: top of the class, top of the school, stuff like that. I won a prize for spelling when I was only three years old. I am a terrific speller. I can spell every word there is.

Some kids don’t like me; I know it for a fact. They say I’m a show-off. I don’t care. They are jealous because they are not as clever as me. Last week something had happened. Another kid came top to the class at Maths too. That never happened before. A kid called JeromDadian beat me. He must have cheated. I was sure he cheated. I had something to do with that ice cream. I decided to find out what was going on.

It all started with the ice cream man, MrPeppi. The old fool had a van which he parked outside the school. He sold ice cream, all different types. He had every flavor there is, and some that I had never heard of before. He didn’t like me very much. He told me off once. “Go to the back of the queue, ” he said. ”You pushed in”. “Mind your own business, Pop, ” I told him. “Just hand over the ice cream”.

“No, ” he said. “I won’t serve you unless you go to the back”.

I went round to the back of the van, but I didn’t get in the queue. I took out a nail and made a long scratch on his rotten old van. He had just had it painted. Peppi came and had a look. Tears came into his eyes. “You are a bad boy, ” he said. “One day you will get into trouble. You think you are smart. One day you will be too smart”. I just laughed and walked off. I knew he wouldn’t do anything. He was too soft-hearted. He was always giving ice creams to kids that had no money. The silly fool.

There were a lot of stories going round about the ice cream. People said that it was good for you. Some kids said that it made you better when you were sick. One of the teachers called it “Happy Ice Cream”. I didn’t believe it; it never made me happy.

All the same, there was something strange about it. Take Pimples Peterson for example. That wasn’t his real name – I just called him that because he had a lot of pimples. One day Peppi heard me calling Pimples that name and gave Peterson a purple coloured ice cream. “Here, eat this”, he said. “I’m giving it to you for nothing. It will help you get rid of your pimples. ” I laughed and laughed. Ice cream doesn’t get rid pimples, it gives you pimples. Anyway, the next day when Peterson came to school he had no pimples. Not one. I couldn’t believe it. The ice cream had cured his pimples.

I made up my mind to put a stop to this cream business. Jerome Dadian had been eating ice cream the day he got one hundred for Maths. It must have been the ice cream making him smart. I wasn’t going to have anyone doing as well as me. I was the smartest kid in the school, and that’s way I wanted to stay. I wanted to get a look inside that ice cream van to find out what was going on.

I knew where Peppi kept his van at night. So at about eleven o’clock I crept out of the house. There was no one around when I reached the van. I opened the door with a crowbar and shone my torch around inside. I had never seen so many tubes of ice cream before. There was every kind of ice cream you could think of. Right at the end of the van were four bins with locks on them, I went over and had a look. These were special flours. Each of them had writing on the top. This is want they said: Happy Ice Cream for cheering people up. Nose Ice Cream for long noses. Pimple Ice Cream for removing pimples. Smart ice cream for smart alecks.

Now I knew his secret. I decided to fix Peppi up once and for all and put sand into every bin in the van. But first I ate some Smart Ice Cream. It could’t do any harm. Not that I needed it – I was already about as smart as you could get. Anyway, I gave it a try.

I left the van and went home to bed, but I couldn’t sleep. To tell the trouth, I didn’t feel too good. So I decided to write this. It iznekst day now. Simefingiz happening to me. I don’t feal quit az smart. I have bean trying to do a reel hard sum. It izwun and wun. Wotduzwun and wun make? Iz it free ot is it for?

I. Imagine you are Malcolm and answer these questions on his part

What do you think of yourself as a pupil?

What do you think of your classmates?

What do you think is their opinion of you?

What can you say about MrPeppi and his van?

Why do you think he didn’t like you very much?

What was MrPeppi’s reaction to what you had done with his van?

What was strange about the ice cream MrPeppi sold?

What happened to some kids after they had eaten MrPeppi’s ice cream?

What did you do in the van?

How did you feel after you had eaten some Smart ice Cream?

Can you find and correct the mistake you made in the last part of your story?

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