I Am Not A Pest," Ramona Quimby

Problem Solving, And I Don't Mean Algebra, Seems To Be My Life's Work. Maybe It's Everyone's Life's Work.

Ramona Stepped Back Into Her Closet, Slid The Door Shut, Pressed An Imaginary Button, And When Her Imaginary Elevator Had Made Its Imaginary Descent, Stepped Out Onto The Real First Floor And Raced A Real Problem. Her Mother And Father Were Leaving For Parents' Night.

I Enjoy Writing For Third And Fourth Graders Most Of All.

Nothing In The Whole World Felt As Good As Being Able To Make Something From A Sudden Idea.

She Was Not A Slowpoke Grownup. She Was A Girl Who Could Not Wait. Life Was So Interesting She Had To Find Out What Happened Next.