Chapter 1
The trouble with zoos is they shouldnât say things they donât mean. Especially on seven-year-oldsâ birthdays. If zoos say things they donât mean on a seven-year-oldâs birthday, then anything can happen. Which is why what happened today DID happen. Which ISNâT my FAULT.
My mum says all the other seven-year-olds in the zoo knew what the zoo meant. Which is a lie. Because Gabby didnât understand what the zoo meant either and sheâs been seven for ages.
Dylan didnât even know! And heâs as old as NINE!!!!!!!!!
Gabby and Dylan are my best friends, which is why Mum invited them to come to the zoo with me today. Going to the zoo was my special birthday treat!
The trouble with special birthday treats is they only happen once a year, which means they can make you a bit excited.
My mum says I hadnât got a BIT excited, Iâd got OVERâOVER-excited. She says thereâs a big difference between being a bit excited and being overâover-excited, and that if I ever get overâover-excited like today again, then all my birthdays will be cancelled in future. Which means Iâll be seven for ever.
Gabby and Dylan say that if my mum cancels all my birthdays, I can share some of theirs. Like for instance when Gabby has her next birthday, she gets half of it and I get the other half. That means, instead of Gabby being eight, sheâll only goup a half to seven and a half, but Iâll go up a half to seven and a half too!
Dylan says that he wants to keep three quarters of his birthday. That means on his next birthday, instead of being ten, he doesnât mind being nine and three quarters instead, which is nearly ten anyway.
Dylan says giving someone a quarter of your birthday is still quite a lot, especially when someone else has already given you one of their halves too. Plus, Dylan says if I can find another person to give meone of their quarters, then Iâll be back to normal.
Except, the trouble with me going back to normal is it wonât be right, because then Iâll be going up in ones, Dylan will be going up in three quarters and Gabby will be going up in halves.
Which is less than me. Which really wouldnât be fair because I was the one that got overâover-excited at the zoo, not them.
Dylan says to make it fair, Gabby and him would need to find someone else to give them a half AND a quarter of their birthday!
BUT THAT adds up to three quarters of a birthday!!!
Dylan says that the trouble with someone giving away three quarters of their birthday is theyâll only be getting a quarter older every year. Which really isnât very much at all.
Dylan is ever so good at maths. Heâs going to be a computer when he grows up.
Gabby isnât. Gabby hates adding up. And taking away. Gabby says sums make her brain shrink. The trouble with your brain shrinking is in the end it will turn into a pea.
Which is the worst thing in the world a brain could turn into.
Plus your head will start to rattle.
And you wonât be able to tie your shoe laces.
Or do joined up.
In the end we all agreed it would be easier if I didnât EVER get overâover-excited in zoos again. That way, what happened today will never happen again.
Plus none of my birthdays will ever get cancelled and we can all grow up in ones on our birthdays, instead of halves and quarters.
Plus no one will have to worry about blowing out more than their fair share of candles.
Or getting too many pink ones.
Gabby says just to make sure I donât get overâover-excited again, it might be better if I didnât ever go to the zoo again. EVER EVER!
Gabby said maybe we should just go swimming or something on my next birthday.
But I said no way.
Swimming pools arenât anywhere near as good as zoos. Even swimming pools with slides and wave machines and hot chocolates.
And anyway. What happened today WASNâT MY FAULT!
IT WAS THE