Speaker 1: There was once a ghost named Gary who lived in
Speaker 1: the dusty attic of an old library. He had the
Speaker 1: usual ghost features, pale white glow, a sea through body,
Speaker 1: and a habit of floating around like a balloon that
Speaker 1: had lost its sting. But Gary had a problem, a
Speaker 1: big one. Every time he tried to boo, he sneezed. Booh, booh,
Speaker 1: booh hooe. Books flew off the shelves, cobwebs rained from
Speaker 1: the ceiling. The poor ghost sneeze was louder than any
Speaker 1: boo could ever be. Now, as you probably know, booing
Speaker 1: is the most important ghost skill of all. It's like
Speaker 1: learning to tie your shoes or knowing how to whistle.
Speaker 1: But whenever Gary tried, his nose tickled booh choe ooh.
Speaker 1: He sneezed, blowing the dust up an entire shelf of encyclopedias.
Speaker 1: Oooh uh shoe, and suddenly every light bulb in the
Speaker 1: attic shook. The other ghosts teased him. H nice sneeze,
Speaker 1: Gary laughed, Mildred the mummy, you need to put that
Speaker 1: sneeze under wraps. Hah, you don't scare people, you dust.
Speaker 1: The furniture snickered. Bob the bat even the skeleton giggled
Speaker 1: so hard his jaw clattered onto the floor. Gary's face
Speaker 1: turned pale, well paler than usual. He wanted to boo
Speaker 1: like a proper ghost. He wanted people to shriek, not
Speaker 1: hand him tissues. One foggy October evening, the ghosts gathered
Speaker 1: in the graveyard for their annual meeting.
Speaker 2: Attention Spirits Inspectors.
Speaker 1: Announced the head ghost, Sir Spukanton, Halloween is next month,
Speaker 1: and we must be ready to boo every street, every house,
Speaker 1: every candy ball. The crowd of ghosts cheered. Boo, they cried, Boooooooooooo,
Speaker 1: they shouted. Then it was Gary's turn. He floated up nervously,
Speaker 1: puffed out his chest, and opened his mouth. Boo, uh
Speaker 1: i shoo. The sneeze was so strong it blew Sir
Speaker 1: Spokington's hat right off his head and sent a skeleton
Speaker 1: rolling like a bowling ball. The crowd burst out laughing.
Speaker 1: Sir Spokington shook his head.
Speaker 2: Gary, you are allergic to booing. How can you haunt
Speaker 2: on Halloween? Gary sniffled, what, I don't know, Sup, I
Speaker 2: really really want to try.
Speaker 1: Just then, Jesse, the adventurous kid who lived at the
Speaker 1: end of the block, who always seemed to wander into
Speaker 1: monster meetings, popped up from behind a gravestone. Hey, maybe
Speaker 1: he doesn't have to boo, Jesse suggested, Maybe he can
Speaker 1: scare people in his own way. The ghosts blinked, What
Speaker 1: do you mean? Jesse grinned. What if Gary sneezes instead
Speaker 1: of booze? A mega ghost sneeze could shake doors, rattle windows,
Speaker 1: and blow candy corn across the street. Now that's pretty scary.
Speaker 1: Gary's eyes lit up. You mean I can at you
Speaker 1: instead of boo exactly? Jesse nodded. For the next few days,
Speaker 1: Jesse trained Gary. They put fake spiderwebs on the library doors. Okay, sneeze,
Speaker 1: Jesse said, uh uh uh shoe. Gary blasted the webs
Speaker 1: across the street. They lined up pumpkins on a fence,
Speaker 1: Ready sneeze. Gary sneeze so hard the pumpkins rolled down
Speaker 1: the hill like bowling balls. Finally, Jesse placed a bowl
Speaker 1: of candy corn on the librarian's desk. Final tast sneeze Gary.
Speaker 1: He sneezed, and the candy flew up in the air
Speaker 1: like confetti. The ghosts watching were amazed. Hm, maybe booing
Speaker 1: isn't the only way to hunt, whispered Mildred the Mummy.
Speaker 1: He sneezed, Chacula, said Bob the bat. The skeleton didn't
Speaker 1: say anything. He still couldn't find his jawbone. At last,
Speaker 1: Halloween arrived. The town was full of costumes, witches, superheroes, werewolves,
Speaker 1: and one kid dressed as a hot dog. Don't ask.
Speaker 1: The ghosts spread out to scare. Booooo shouted one, boo
Speaker 1: shouted another, and then came Gary. He floated above a
Speaker 1: group of trick or treatahs and took a deep breath.
Speaker 1: Boo hh.
Speaker 2: Choe.
Speaker 1: The kid shrieked as the sneeze sent their candy bags
Speaker 1: flipping upside down, showering the sidewalk with chocolate bars. Then
Speaker 1: they laughed and scrambled to pick it up. That was awesome.
Speaker 1: One kid shouted, do it again, Another begged. Gary sneezed again,
Speaker 1: and the leaves swirled into a giant tornado of orange
Speaker 1: and gold. Soon the whole town was talking about the atche.
Speaker 1: Ghost kids chased him from street to street, begging for
Speaker 1: another sneeze. Instead of being scared, they were delighted. By midnight,
Speaker 1: Gary was exhausted. His nose glowed red. And he was
Speaker 1: out of ghostly tissues, but he had never felt prouder.
Speaker 1: The head ghost floated down beside him, Gary, I was wrong.
Speaker 1: Booing may be the old way, but sneezing is your way,
Speaker 1: and tonight you were the star of Halloween. Gary sniffed happily.
Speaker 1: Oh thank you, sir.
Speaker 2: I guess I'm not a boo ghost.
Speaker 1: I'm an at you ghost. From that Halloween on, Gary
Speaker 1: became a legend. Kids left tissues in their porches instead
Speaker 1: of candy just to invite him over. Ghosts no longer
Speaker 1: teased him. They asked him to sneeze at their party
Speaker 1: to get the cobwebs flying. And every October, when the
Speaker 1: pumpkins were glowing and the leaves were tumbling, you could
Speaker 1: hear a mighty sound echoing through the night shoe, followed
Speaker 1: by laughter, candy, and the sound of a very proud ghost.
Speaker 1: Sometimes you don't have to worry about the things you
Speaker 1: haven't got. You have to celebrate the things you do
Speaker 1: the and