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Four—Secret Portrait Painter
“My goodness,” said DJ, “you sounded a lot like a peacock. The noise startled me.”
“I’m sorry,” said Aimi. “I forgot how loud the noise was. It startled me, too.”
Solly clapped his hands and started jumping up and down and up and down.
“Calm down, Solly,” said DJ. “There’s no peacock here. Aimi was just pretending to be a peacock in her blue capris and top with the ruffles down the sleeves.” Solly stopped jumping up and down and up and down.
Do you know how to use a computer, young lady?” asked DJ.
Yes, sir,” said Aimi. “There are computers at the library and Grami taught me how to use them.”
Great,” said DJ. chimp named Ayumu.” On the internet?”
asked Aimi.
Yep,” said DJ,
the real live painter. “Ayumu, the chimpanzee, beat college kids on some computer recognition tests.”
“You might want to look up a
“WOW!” said
Aimi. She was so surprised her mouth fell open.
DJ and Grami both laughed. “Do you want your portrait painted with your mouth hanging open?” asked DJ.
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