Of all the fictional characters I've ever read about, Junie B Jones has the sweetest life. Who wouldn't want to be a first or second grader forever? I don't think I'm the only one whose untainted memories of preadolescence haunt their every waking moment. When you're Junie B Jones, you don't have to rock back and forth and wish for the old days, you just live them. In Junie B Jones world, every day you gorge yourself on spaghetti and meatballs, lemon pie, and ice cream, and no one calls you a repulsive fatty. Every day is bananas; you play mean practical jokes on your friends, or just plain cheat them out of money. You deliberately disobey your parents, but who cares? Your mistakes don't build up and doom you to an inevitable downward spiral, you just pop out a few fake tears and all is reconciled. She might be a bit of a rabble-rouser, but Junie B Jones is no plumb fool. She takes care of herself, doesn't worry about others, and would never let a rooster pluck her head into a nub. What do you want me to do, not be Junie B Jones?
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