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A Bad Case of Stripes

RDQ:	798	Max Word/Sent	50	Total Words	1445		Diff Words	551
Lex	700	Ave Word/.Sent	7	Hi Freq occurs	968	67%	Hi freq	240	43.6%
AR	3.3	Long Sentences	9.7	Low Freq occurs	88	6.1%	Low freq	65	11.8%

Camilla Cream loved lima beans. But she never ate them. All
of her friends hated lima beans, and she wanted to fit in. Camilla
always worried about what other people thought of her.
Today she was fretting even more than usual. It was the first day
of school, and she couldn't decide what to wear. There were so many
people to impress! She tried on forty-two outfits, but none seemed 
quite right. She put on a pretty red dress and looked in the mirror.
Then she screamed.]]
Her mother ran into the room, and she screamed, too. ""Oh my 
heavens!"" she cried. ""You're completely covered with stripes!""
This was certainly true. Camilla was strIped from head to toe. 
She looked like a rainbow.
Mrs. Cream felt Camilla's forehead. ""Do you feel all right?"" 
she asked.
""I feel fine,"" Camilla answered, ""but just look at me""
""You get back in bed this instant,"" her mother ordered ""You're 
not going to school today.""
Camilla was relieved. She didn't want to miss the fIrst day of 
school, but she was afraid of what the other kids would say. And 
she had no idea what to wear with those crazy stripes.]] 
That afternoon, Dr. Bumble came to examine Camilla. ""Most 
extraordinary!"" he exclaimed. ""I've never seen anything like it. 
Are you having any coughing, sneezing, runny nose, aches, pains, 
chills, hot flashes, dizziness, drowsiness, shortness of breath, 
or uncontrollable twitching?""
""No,"" Camilla told him. ""I feel fine.""
""Well then,"" Dr. Bumble said, turning to Mrs. Cream, ""I don't 
see any reason why she shouldn't go to school tomorrow. Here's 
some ointment that should help clear up those stripes in a few 
days. If it doesn't, you know where to reach me."" And off he went.]] 
The next day was a disaster. Everyone at school laughed at 
Camilla. They called her ""Camilla Crayon"" and ""Night of the Living 
Lollipop."" She tried her best to act as if everything were normal, but 
when the class said the Pledge of Allegiance, her stripes turned red, 
white, and blue, and she broke out in stars!]] 
The other kids thought this was great. One yelled out, ""Let's 
see some purple polka dots!"" Sure enough, Camilla turned all 
purple polka-dotty. Someone else shouted, ""Checkerboard!"" and 
a pattern of squares covered her skin. Soon everyone was calling 
out different shapes and colors, and poor Camilla was changing 
faster than you can change channels on a T.V.]] 
That night, Mr Harms, the school principal, called ""I'm sorry, 
Mrs Cream,"" he said ""I'm going to have to ask you to keep 
Camilla home from school She's just too much of a distraction, 
and I've been getting calls from the other parents They're afraid 
those stripes may be contagious.""
Camilla was so embarrassed. She couldn't believe that two 
days ago everyone liked her. Now, nobody wanted to be in the 
same room with her.
Her father tried to make her feel better ""Is there anything I 
can get you, sweetheart?"" he asked.
""No, thank you,"" sighed Camilla What she really wanted was a 
nice plate of lima beans, but she had been laughed at enough for 
one day.]]
""Hmmmm, well, yes, I see,"" Dr. Bumble mumbled when Mr. Cream
phoned the next day. ""I think I'd better bring in the Specialists. 
We'll be right over.""
About an hour later, Dr. Bumble arrived with four people in
long white coats. He introduced them to the Creams. ""This
is Dr. Grop, Dr. Sponge, Dr. Cricket, and Dr. Young.""
Then the specialists went to work on Camilla. The
squeezed and jabbed, tapped and tested. It was very
uncomfortable.
""Well, it's not the mumps,"" concluded Dr. Grop.
""Or the measles,"" said Dr. Sponge.
""Definitely not chicken pox,"" put in
Dr. Cricket.
""Or sunburn,"" said Dr. Young.
""Try these,"" said the specialists.
They each handed her a bottle 
filled with different colored pills.
""Take one of each before
bed,"" said Dr. Grop.
Then the filed
out the front door,
followed by Dr.
Bumble.]]
That night, Camilla took her medicine It was awful When she 
woke up the next morning, she did feel different, but when she 
got dressed, her clothes didn't fit right. She looked in the mirror, 
and there, staring back at her, was a giant, multi-colored pill with 
her face on it.]] 
Dr. Bumble rushed over as soon as Mrs. Cream called. But this time, instead of the Specialists, he brought the Experts.
Dr. Gourd and Mr. Mellon were the finest scientific minds in the land. Once again, Camilla was poked and prodded, looked at and listened to. The Experts wrote down lots of numbers. Then they huddled together and whispered.
Dr. Gourd finally spoke. ""It might be a virus,"" he announced with authority. Suddenly, fuzzy little virus balls appeared all over Camilla.
""Or possibly some form of bacteria,"" said Mr. Mellon. Out popped squiggly little bacteria tails.
""Or it could be a fungus,"" added Dr. Gourd. Instantly, Camilla was covered with different colored fungus blotches.
The Experts looked at Camilla, then at each other. ""We need to go over these numbers again back at the lab,"" Dr. Gourd explained. ""We'll call you when we know something."" But the Experts didn't have a clue, much less a cure.]]
By now, the T.V. news had found out about Camilla. Reporters from every channel were outside her house, telling the story of ""The Bizarre Case of the Incredible Changing Kid.""
Soon a huge crowd was camping out on the front lawn.]]
The Creams were swamped with all kinds of remedies from psychologists, allergists, herbalists, nutritionists, psychics, an old medicine man, a guru, and even a veterinarian. Each so-called cure only added to poor Camilla's strange appearance until it was hard to even recognize her. She sprouted roots and berries and crystals and feathers and a long furry tail. But nothing worked.]] 
One day, a woman who called herself an Environmental Therapist claimed she could cure Camilla. ""Close your eyes,"" she said. ""Breathe deeply, and become one with your room.""
""I wish you hadn't said that,"" Camilla groaned. Slowly, she started to melt into the walls of her room. Her bed became her mouth, her nose was a dresser, and two paintings were her eyes. The, therapist screamed and ran from the house.
""What are we going to do?"" cried Mrs. Cream, ""It just keeps getting worse and worse!"" She began to sob.]] 
At that moment, Mr. Cream heard a quiet little knock at the front door. He opened it, and there stood an old woman who was just as plump and sweet as a strawberry.
""Excuse me,"" she said brightly. ""But I think I can help.""]] 
She went into Camilla's room and looked around. ""My goodness,"" she said with a shake of her head. ""What we have here is a bad case of stripes. One of the worst I've ever seen!"" She pulled a container of small green beans from her bag. ""Here,"" she said. ""These might do the trick.""
""Are those magic beans?"" asked Mrs. Cream.
""Oh my, no,"" replied the kind old woman. ""There's no such thing. These are just plain old lima beans. I'll bet you'd like some, wouldn't you?"" she asked Camilla.
Camilla wanted a big, heaping plateful of lima beans more than just about anything, but she was still afraid to admit it.
""Yuck!"" she said. ""No one likes lima beans, especially me!""
""Oh, dear,"" the old woman said sadly. ""I guess I was wrong about you."" She put the beans back in her bag and started toward the door.
Camilla watched the old woman walk away. Those beans would taste so good. And being laughed at for eating them was nothing, compared to what she'd been going through. She finally couldn't stand it.
""Wait!"" she cried. ""The truth is. . . I really love lima beans.""
""I thought so,"" the old woman said with a smile. She took a handful of beans and popped them into Camilla's mouth.
""Mmmm,"" said Camilla.]] 
Suddenly the branches, feathers, and squiggly tails began to disappear. Then the whole room swirled around. When it stopped, there stood Camilla, and everything was back to normal.
""I'm cured!"" she shouted.
""Yes,"" said the old woman. ""I knew the real you was in there somewhere."" She patted Camilla on the head. Then she went outside and vanished into the crowd.]] 
Afterward, Camilla wasn't quite the same. Some of the kids at school said she was weird, but she didn't care a bit. She ate all the lima beans she wanted, and she never had even a touch of stripes again.]]

Subjective Criteria

Illustrations: Some support

Inferences: Some implications

Dialog: Broken dialogue

Vocabulary: Some difficult words

Language: Many descriptive words

Sentences: Multiple phrases

Text structure: Story/Poem

Concept: Fanciful

Features

Simple problem/solution

Simple Plot

Topic

Appearances

Self Esteem

Food

*Human Body & Health

Low Frequency Words

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furry	gourd	grop	guru	harms
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multi	mumps	nutritionists	ointment	plateful
pledge	polka	prodded	psychics	psychologists
recognize	relieved	remedies	scientific	shortness
specialists	sponge	sprouted	squiggly	sunburn
swamped	sweetheart	swirled	therapist	twitching
uncomfortable	uncontrollable	veterinarian	virus	weird