He’s pudgy, with a lot of red hair and ears that stick out more than mine.
WORD LISTS"Superfudge" by Judy Blume, Chapters 9–12Mon Apr 22 17:04:19 EDT 2024
The oldest of three Hatcher children who have temporarily moved to New Jersey, sixth grader Peter must deal with a five-year-old brother nicknamed Fudge, who wants to get rid of baby sister Tootsie.
Here are links to our lists for the novel: Chapters 1–8, Chapters 9–12
pudgy
He’s pudgy, with a lot of red hair and ears that stick out more than mine.
sociable
The myna is a noisy, sociable bird.
imitate
Many myna birds learn to imitate the human voice.
genus
The common house myna is genus Acridotheres, species A. tristis.
lox
On Sundays, he likes lox and eggs.
fussy
“I don’t eat anything with onions or lima beans or peas,” Daniel said. “I hate crust on my bread, and I only drink chocolate milk.”
“You’re a fussy eater,” Beverly said.
mimic
“What are you talking about?” I said.
“What are you talking about?” Alex mimicked.
wok
My father signed up for ten Chinese-cooking lessons. He bought a wok, which is a big, round pot, and four cookbooks.
profession
“Cooking will be a hobby for me, not a profession.”
ginger
“What do you think about making this for tomorrow night? Stir-fried chicken with green onions, mushrooms, water chestnuts and a touch of ginger?”
unanimous
“Anyone else for cocoa and animal crackers?” Mom asked, getting out of her favorite chair and yawning.
“Me,” I called. “Make it unanimous,” Dad said. “What’s unanimous?” Fudge asked. “It’s when everyone agrees,” I explained.
dictate
And he passed me the green crayon and a fresh piece of paper. “I’ll tell you what to say.” He stood over me and began to dictate.
compliment
“You’re really stupid,” Daniel said, shoving a handful of pretzels into his mouth.
“Thanks, Daniel. Coming from you, that’s a compliment.”
sprig
Mr. Bogner brought in a sprig of mistletoe and asked us what we knew about it.
parasite
Well, then...I think you should know that mistletoe is a plant which grows as a parasite on the trunks of trees.
ceremonial
Early European peoples used mistletoe as a ceremonial plant. That probably explains why we tend to use it at Christmastime.
tend
Early European peoples used mistletoe as a ceremonial plant. That probably explains why we tend to use it at Christmastime.
aggressive
“I’m not a violent person, Mr. Hatcher. Don’t get the wrong idea. It’s just that it’s a healthy way to use up some of my aggressive energy.”
catastrophe
“Tootsie’s first birthday party could go down as a real catastrophe,” I said.
“What’s a castradophie?” Fudge asked. “It’s when something goes wrong,” I said. “Or when everything goes wrong,” Mom added.
determined
I was wrong when I told him he might get a couple of scraped knees. Elbows, knees, and head were more like it. Constantly. But he refused to give up. He was really determined to get to ride to school.
racket
But Fudge didn’t stop with one howl. He kept it up, making such a racket that Mr. Green, the principal, heard him and came running down the hall.
beckon
Then he turned and beckoned to someone backstage.
impressive
“My, you certainly have an impressive vocabulary,” Brian Tumkin said.
“I learn a lot of words at home.”
demonstration
“...and he’s got a crooked front tooth, and his feet are very long, and he walks like this,” Fudge said, giving us a demonstration.
mangle
They’ve found him, splattered across the road, his bike a mangled mess.
pastrami
When we got back to our house, Fudge settled into Mom’s favorite chair and said, “We went to the deli next to Sandy’s for lunch. We shared a pastrami sandwich.”
inconsiderate
“You know that what you did today was wrong,” Mom began.
“It was inconsiderate and foolish,” Dad said.
appropriate
“Put us to bed at eight o’clock tonight,” Fudge said.
“That doesn’t seem appropriate,” Mom said.
suitable
“Seven o’clock?” Daniel asked, yawning.
“Yes,” Mrs. Manheim told him. “Because you’re tired. But that’s not a suitable punishment.”
commute
“I’m not crazy about the idea of commuting,” Dad said, “but if the rest of you want to stay in Princeton, I’ll do it.”
“Commuting?” I asked. “Yes,” Dad said. “I’m going back to work at the agency.” |
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