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Text copyright © 2006 by Anne BowenIllustrations copyright © 2006 by Barry Gott

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Bowen, Anne, 1952–What do teachers do (after you leave school)? / by Anne Bowen ; illustrations by Barry Gott.

p. cm.Summary: Rhyming text reveals the surprising ways that teachers behave when their

students are not at school.ISBN-13: 978-1-57505-922-8 (lib. bdg. : alk. paper)ISBN-10: 1-57505-922-3 (lib. bdg. : alk. paper)

[1. Teachers—Fiction. 2. Schools—Fiction. 3. Stories in rhyme.] I. Gott, Barry, ill. II. Title.

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For the Gramercy Elementary teachers—A. B.

For Rose—B. G.

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What do teachers do

when the bell rings at three,

when you hurry home

so glad to be free?

When classrooms are hushed

and the hallways are too,

when everyone’s gone—

what do teachers do?

“The day ’s over! Hooray!”

They change into jeans

and get ready to play.

They shout to their friends,

“The day ’s over! Hooray!”

They zip through the doors,yelling, “First on the slide!Come on now, let’s gofor a slippery ride.”

BAM!

SLAM

! WHAM!

They pull on their skates

for a cruise down the halls.

They zip and they zoom

until one slips and falls.

They play games of basketball

down in the gym—

high-fiving, slam-dunking it,

over the rim.

When their tummies rumble,

it’s time for a treat,

so what kinds of snacks

do those teachers eat?

They munch on cold pizza

left over from lunch,

then wash it all down

with raspberry punch.

disgusting . . .

They fling pepperoni

with all of their might—

A gigantic, colossal, disgusting . . .

Some paint all their toenails

When everyone’s stuffed

and all fizzled out,

what do teachers do

while lounging about?

a bright, shiny red.

Some teachers read stories

to hamsters instead.

Some teachers play Scrabble,some dance in their socks,while others build towersfrom big plastic blocks.

Until . . .Until . . .

the naughtiest teacher

(he’s always the one) says,

“This is so boring!

Let’s have some

real fun.

“This is so boring!

Let’s have some

real fun.

I found these old beakersin room two-o-four.There’s all kinds of stuffon shelves by the door!”

I found these old beakersin room two-o-four.There’s all kinds of stuffon shelves by the door!”

“wahoo!”cry the teachers.

“Why, this is so cool—our own secret labright here in the school!”

“wahoo!”

They wear plastic goggles,

fill beakers with goop.

They grin wicked grins

while preparing slime soup.

o o o o o o o o o o p s !

splat

!

s p u t t e r !

s m at !

“Now keep a close lookout

in case you-know-who

discovers us in here

creating this stew!”

The soupy goop bubbles,

explodes in midair,

with smelly green-gobbies

that hit teachers’ hair.

And then from the hallway,there comes a B-A-A-A-D sound.The teachers stand still.They k now they’ve been found.

IT’S PRINCIPAL BARBER!IT’S PRINCIPAL BARBER!

She opens the door,

as globs of thick slime

drip onto the floor.

“What’s going on, Teachers?

Now what have you done?

You don’t have permission. . .

fun!”

“Come in,” call the teachers,“and make your own goo.Just put on some goggles.Get ready to brew.”

but this looks like fun!”

So on through the long night,till quarter past six,

those teachers keep busy

concocting their mix.

“Oh, dear!” someone cries.

“Just look at the time!

We’d better work quickly

to clean up this slime.”

until they are through.

scrubbing and scraping,

washing and wiping,

clean

ing and shining,

spraying and drying. . .

dusting and sweeping,

The teachers are frantic.

There’s so much to do:

When the school bell rrrrinnnng

and the doors open wide,

what do teachers do

when YOU come inside?

s

They stand by their classrooms.

They simply can’t wait

to call to the students,

“Why, isn’t this great?

The school felt so empty.

It’s good to see you!

We missed you last night. . .

nothingthere was nothing to do!”