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Greg Heffley is in big trouble. School property has been damaged, and Greg is the prime suspect. But the crazy thing is, he's innocent. Or at least sort of. The authorities are closing in, but when a surprise blizzard hits, the Heffley family is trapped indoors. Greg knows that when the snow melts he's going to have to face the music, but could any punishment be worse than being stuck inside with your family for the holidays?

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Publié par	ABRAMS BOOKS
Date de parution	30 octobre 2012
Nombre de lectures	1
EAN13	9781613124550
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	7 Mo

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OTHER BOOKS BY JEFF KINNEY
Diary of a Wimpy Kid Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Last Straw Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Dog Days Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Ugly Truth Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Third Wheel
The Wimpy Kid Do-It-Yourself Book The Wimpy Kid Movie Diary

PUBLISHER S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Cataloging-in-Publication Data has been applied for and may be obtained from the Library of Congress.
ISBN 978-1-4197-0223-5
Wimpy Kid text and illustrations copyright 2011 Wimpy Kid, Inc. DIARY OF A WIMPY KID , WIMPY KID , and the Greg Heffley design are trademarks of Wimpy Kid, Inc. All rights reserved.
PAC-MAN NAMCO BANDAI Games Inc. Courtesy of NAMCO BANDAI Games America Inc.
Book design by Jeff Kinney Cover design by Chad W. Beckerman and Jeff Kinney
Published in 2011 by Amulet Books, an imprint of ABRAMS. All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the publisher. Amulet Books and Amulet Paperbacks are registered trademarks of Harry N. Abrams, Inc.
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TO TICHINO

NOVEMBER
Saturday Most people look forward to the holidays, but the stretch between Thanksgiving and Christmas just makes me a nervous wreck. If you make a mistake in the first eleven months of the year, itÕs no big deal. But if you do something wrong during the holiday season, youÕre gonna pay for it.
ItÕs too much pressure to be on your best behavior for a whole month. The most I can really handle is six or seven days in a row. So if they moved Thanksgiving to the week before Christmas, it would be fine by me.
Kids whose families donÕt celebrate Christmas are lucky because they donÕt have to stress out whenever they do something wrong at this time of year. In fact, I have a few friends in that category who I think act a little extra jerky around now just because they can.
The thing that REALLY makes me nervous is this whole Santa issue. The fact that he can see you when youÕre sleeping and knows when youÕre awake really creeps me out. So IÕve started wearing sweatpants to bed because I really donÕt need Santa seeing me in my underwear.
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IÕm not really convinced that Santa has the time to keep an eye on you twenty-four hours a day anyway. I figure he can only check in on each kid once or twice a year for a few secondsÑand with my luck, that happens at the most embarrassing moments.
If Santa really DOES see everything you do, then I could be in trouble. So when I write him, I donÕt say what I want for Christmas and all that. I use my letters to paint myself in the best possible light.
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Then thereÕs this ÒNaughty or NiceÓ list theyÕre always talking about. You hear about it, but you never actually get to SEE it, so itÕs up to grown-ups to tell you where you stand at any given moment. And something about that just doesnÕt seem right.
I kind of wonder how accurate the list really is anyway. ThereÕs a kid named Jared Pyle who lives up the street from me, and if thereÕs ANYONE who deserves to be on the ÒNaughtyÓ list, itÕs him. But last year he got a dirt bike for Christmas, so donÕt even ask me WHAT Santa was thinking on THAT one.
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ItÕs not just Santa IÕve got to worry about, either. Last year when Mom was going through some old boxes, she found a homemade doll from her childhood.
Mom said the doll is called ÒSantaÕs ScoutÓ and that his job is to watch how kids behave and then report back to Santa at the North Pole.
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Well, IÕm not a fan of that idea. First of all, I think you have a right to privacy in your own home. And second, SantaÕs Scout gives me the willies.
I donÕt really buy the idea that this doll is feeding Santa information, but just in case, I try to be extra good whenever IÕm in the same room as SantaÕs Scout.
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But it probably doesnÕt matter anyway, because my older brother, Rodrick, is constantly feeding SantaÕs Scout bad information about me.
Every morning when I wake up, SantaÕs Scout is in a new place, which I guess is supposed to prove that he traveled to the North Pole overnight. But IÕm starting to wonder if itÕs really Rodrick who moves him.
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Sunday Today we took all our Christmas decorations out of the storage room in the basement. We have boxes full of ornaments, and some of them are pretty old. ThereÕs one with a picture of me and Rodrick taking a bath in the sink thatÕs really embarrassing, but Mom wonÕt let me throw it out.
We put up the tree in the living room and started hanging ornaments on it. My little brother, Manny, was taking a nap upstairs, and when he woke up and found out we were decorating the tree without him, he had a total meltdown.
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The reason Manny was so upset was because someone hung his favorite ornament, this candy cane he really likes. So Mom took it off the tree and handed it to Manny to hang up himself.
But Manny wanted his ornament to be the FIRST one on the tree, so that meant we had to take all the decorations down, just so he could get his way.
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And thatÕs just the kind of thing that happens in my house every single day.
Mom hasnÕt started to use the threat of Santa as a way of getting Manny to behave, but IÕm sure she will soon. I donÕt think itÕs such a good strategy for keeping us in line, though. Because the second Christmas is over, Mom doesnÕt have any real leverage.
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Monday Right before Thanksgiving break, there was a contest at school to see who could come up with the best anti-bullying slogan, and the grand prize was a pizza party for the winning team.
Everyone wanted that pizza party, and people didnÕt care WHAT they had to do to win it. Two groups of girls in my grade came up with slogans that were really similar, and each group accused the other one of stealing their idea.
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The whole situation spun out of control, and eventually the vice principal had to step in to stop it from turning into a full-scale riot.
Our school only has one legitimate bully this year anyway, and his name is Dennis Root. And with all the signs and posters everywhere, IÕm pretty sure the message is getting through to him.
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The day before Thanksgiving there was a big anti-bullying assembly, and everyone in the auditorium was looking at Dennis the whole time. I kind of felt sorry for him, so I tried to make him feel better.
Even though Dennis is the only real bully in our school this year, we had a BUNCH of them LAST year. People were constantly getting picked on at recess, so the teachers set up a station on the playground where kids could press a button if they needed to get a grown-upÕs attention.
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Well, the Tell-a-Teacher station just ended up being a convenient place for the bullies to hang out and find their next victims.
The teachers say TEASING counts as bullying, too, but I donÕt think thereÕs any way theyÕre gonna put a stop to THAT . Kids are always calling each other names and that kind of thing at my school. In fact, one of the reasons I try to stay under the radar is because I donÕt want to end up getting stuck with a nickname like Cody Johnson did.
In kindergarten Cody stepped in some dog poop at recess, and ever since then people have called him ÒDookie.Ó
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And IÕm not just talking about the kids, either. IÕm talking about the teachers and even the PRINCIPAL .
I Õ ll tell you this: If I ever get a nickname like Dookie, I Õ ll move to a different town.
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But what would probably happen is that someone from my OLD school would move to my new town and the whole thing would just start back up again.
The teachers always say that when youÕre getting picked on, you should tell an adult. I think thatÕs a good idea, but it didnÕt work out so well when I was getting bullied.
There was this kid who lived in the neighborhood next to mine, and for some reason everyone called him ÒNasty Pants.Ó
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Every time me and my friend Rowley went through Nasty PantsÕs neighborhood, he chased us with a stick.
The thing that really stunk was that me and Rowley used the woods in that neighborhood as a shortcut to get to school. So we started having to go out of our way to avoid getting harassed by Nasty Pants.
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We did EXACTLY what the teachers are always telling us to do, and complained to the vice principal. But Vice Principal Roy said that since Nasty Pants didnÕt go to our school, there was nothing he could really do about it.
After getting chased a few more times, I decided IÕd had enough, so I told Dad about the situation. I was afraid Dad was gonna say I needed to toughen up and deal with the problem myself, but he surprised me. Dad said that HE had problems with a bully at my age and he knew just what I was going through.
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DadÕs bully was named Billy Staples, and BillyÕs favorite thing to do was pin a kidÕs arm behind his back and hold it there until he cried.
Dad said that the kids in the neighborhood told their parents about Billy and they all went to BillyÕs house to confront his mom and dad. Mr. Staples made Billy promise to never pick on anyone ever again, and Dad said Billy burst into tears and might have even wet his pants.
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Well, after hearing that story, I donÕt think Billy Staples wouldÕve been any match for Nasty Pants. But I told Dad I liked the idea of complaining to the bullyÕs parents. I called up Rowley and