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Well I came top of the class again. Even when I was a baby I was smart.Last week something has happened. Another kid got one hundred out of one hundred for Maths too.I am sure he cheated.I decided to find out what was going on.It all started with the ice cream man, Mr.Peppi.He didn't like me very much. He told me off once. "Go to the back of queue, " - he said.I went round to the back of the van, but I didn't get in the queue. I took out a nail and made a long scratch on his rotten old van.There were a lot of stories going round about that ice-cream.One of the teachers called it "Happpy Ice Cream".All the same, there was something strange about it. Take Pimples Peterson for example.One day Peppi heard me calling Pimples that name."Here, eat this," - he said. "I am giving it to you for nothing. It will help you get rid of your pimples."I laughed and laughed. the next day when Peterson he had no pimples.The ice cream had cured his pimples.I made up my mind to put a stop to this ice cream business.at about eleven o'clockI opened the door with a crowbar and shone my torch around inside.Right at the end of the van were four bins with locks on them. Each of them had writing on the top. Happy Ice Cream for cheering people up.
Nose Ice Cream for long noses.
Pimple Ice Cream for removing pimples.
Smart Ice Cream for smart alecks.
Now I knew his secret.

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