"What're we gonna investigate?" Aaron said. "You might want to investigate the art of listening," Mr. Collins said. "The rest of the class will study mealworms." There were snickers. If Aaron heard, he didn't seem to care; he kept moving. His legs jiggled. He tapped his pencil on his desk. He hummed. His head bopped from side to side as if he was hearing music. Weird kid, Jeremy thought. Excerpted from The Mealworm Diaries by Anna Kerz All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
