When I first came from California to stay with Dad and Stepmonster, I thought they ate a lot of Italian food. I don’t even have the chance to make my usual Parmesan cheese joke-that’s what it smells like when Chauncey barfs. What can I do? I haul my backpack out of the SUV, and she zooms off around the circular drive. “I’ll run home, change him, and wipe down the car. That much baby puke must be hard to face. She looks frazzled, and I guess I don’t blame her. “They won’t let me register without an adult.” “You have to come in with me,” I protest. “Get out of the car!” Stepmonster orders frantically.
It goes in a teaspoon and comes out five gallons. Suddenly, there’s cereal on the ceiling and dripping down the windows. But as we slalom up the driveway, swerving around parked parents dropping off their kids, and screech to a halt by the entrance, it turns out to be one motion too many. “Not Chauncey, that’s for sure,” I tell her. “Who’s a happy baby?” she coos over her shoulder into the back seat, where the rear-facing car seat is anchored.
The louder he howls, the faster Stepmonster drives. There also seems to be a connection between his volume control and the gas pedal of the SUV. Basically, any day that ends in a y, Chauncey cries. He cries when he’s hungry he cries when he’s full he cries when he’s tired he cries when he wakes up after a long nap. But at seven months old, I don’t think he’s processed that yet. I’d cry too if I’d just figured out that Stepmonster is my mother. Over the course of a school year, though, room 117 will experience mayhem, destruction-and maybe even a shot at redemption.It’s no fun riding to school with Stepmonster-not with Chauncey screaming his lungs out in the back seat.ĭon’t get me wrong. Kermit never thought he would actually care about teaching again. The Unteachables never thought they'd find a teacher who had a worse attitude than they did. But the superintendent has his own plans to torpedo that idea-and it involves assigning Mr. After years of phoning it in, he is finally one year away from early retirement. He was once a rising star, but his career was shattered by a cheating scandal that still haunts him. Zachary Kermit, the most burned-out teacher in all of Greenwich. The Unteachables have been removed from the student body and isolated in room 117. Like Aldo, with anger management issues Parker, who can't read Kiana, who doesn't even belong in the class-or any class and Elaine (rhymes with pain). The Unteachables are a notorious class of misfits, delinquents, and academic train wrecks. A good choice for summer reading or anytime! A hilarious new middle grade novel from beloved and bestselling author Gordon Korman about what happens when the worst class of kids in school is paired with the worst teacher-perfect for fans of Ms.
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