The children chatted excitedly with each other as they walked into the classroom. It was a typical Tuesday. Most children weren’t usually this excited to go to school. Most children didn’t have Ms. Frizzle as a teacher.
What would it be today? Would Ms. Frizzle zap them all down to microscopic size and take them on a water park themed ride through Arnold’s gut? Or would she finally yank the tarp off of that bulky object in the parking lot, revealing it to be a spaceship (the children had all peeked, of course)?
However, as the children pushed past one another to be the first in the door, they were greeted by none of those things.