Fourth Grade
Worksheets
The Mystery of the Eye Pad
Ms. Chat was an incurable chatterbox. Every juicy, personal event that happened at Sacajawea High School managed to pass through her lips, whether it was a student's misdemeanor or a teacher's tax problems. Her curly gray hair spiraled out from her head in all directions like antennae tuned to gossip channels in the school. Ms. Chat couldn't stop chatting!
"Did you hear about Mr. Shop's eye injury? He might need to get an eye pad," Ms. Chat whispered to her fellow gossiper and office cohort, Ms. Bizzy.
"Did something happen to his eye in his metal shop class?" asked Ms. Bizzy.
"I don't know what happened, but I plan to find out," said Ms. Chat.
