CHAPTER 1 Worrywart I sometimes worry that all the best businesses have already been started by other people I have ideas that sound good in my head but in real life they only seem to get me in trouble Maybe I’m not cut out to be an entrepreneur after all and I should become an environmentalist that’s what all the kids in my class want to be when they grow up Usually when I worry about giving up on my dream it’s because I’m already in a funk My nonno used to say a funk is when you’re in a bad mood and you let everything upset you which only makes it worse He also told me funks can be contagious WARNING Only keep reading if you promise you won’t get mad at me if my funk rubs off on you I’m glad you’re still reading Anyway I don’t think I caught my funk from anyone It all started this morning when we had breakfast pizza from my mum’s food truck the Teresaria for the eleventh day straight If you don’t know what breakfast pizza is it’s when your mom puts a fried egg on leftover pizza and says Breakfast is ready 5
Have you ever told your parents you don’t want to eat their food In my house it goes something like this Me This tastes like it should be illegal Mom It’s good for you and I’d like you to try it Me I am not in the mood for insert gross food here Mom This is not a restaurant so this is what you’re eating Me Eats gross food but is not happy about it But this morning it went even worse because I refused to eat her eggy pizza which was right around the time I realized I was in a funk and became a worrywart about my next business idea My mom was so annoyed with me that she phoned my mum at work for backup But it sounded like a bad time to call because someone’s dog had just run off with all her pepperoni So Mum said she didn’t have time to talk to me And then my moms got in a fight 6
My brother Mister hates it when our parents argue He just sat there still as a statue at the kitchen table holding his breath as he listened Ever since Mom hung up the phone Mister’s been sitting here all gloomy Remember how I said funks are contagious Well I think mine might have rubbed off on my mom then on my mum and finally on Mister I try to get Mister’s attention because it’s almost time to leave for school but he’s ignoring me So I take the jumbo marble I found in the fruit bowl and aim for his glass of orange juice CLINK Direct hit But then the unthinkable happens The glass teeters and falls over Orange juice streams onto
