The bell rang, and the first day of school was over. By the end of the day, Ozzie and his friends had learned an important lesson about adaptability and kindness. They realized that while they missed Professor Nozall, they could still have a great learning experience with Mr. Leonard Baxter—the district president.

**Mr. Baxter**: "You all did an excellent job today. I'm proud of your efforts and teamwork."

**Ozzie**: "Thank you, Mr. Baxter. We enjoyed having you as our teacher."

**Mrs. Green**: "Professor Nozall will be back soon, but I'm glad to see how well you all adapted and worked together."

With a sense of accomplishment and a newfound appreciation for each other's support, Ozzie and his friends left Kids University, looking forward to more adventures and learning experiences.

When Ozzie got back home, he slammed the back door, feeling frustrated. His mother was baking cookies for their after-school snack, the sweet aroma filling the kitchen.

**Ozzie's mom**: "How was school?" she asked, noticing his unhappy expression.

**Ozzie**: "I think I've got the strictest teacher in the whole wide world," he growled.

**Ozzie's mom**: "Have a cookie," she offered, holding out a plate.

**Ozzie**: "Don't have time. I have thousands of homework," he grumbled.

Helena, Ozzie's little sister, came into the kitchen, eyeing the cookies with delight.

**Helena**: "I'm going to eat Ozzie's. I don't have any homework."

Ozzie couldn't help but roll his eyes.

**Ozzie**: "You don't even know that you can go to school."

**Helena**: "I know," she replied with a confident smile, grabbing a cookie.

His mother looked at him sympathetically.

**Ozzie's mom**: "Why don't you take a moment to relax, Ozzie? Homework will feel less overwhelming if you give yourself a break."

Ozzie sighed but realized she was right. He sat down and took a cookie, allowing the warm, comforting taste to ease his frustration. After a few moments, he felt a bit better and ready to tackle his homework with a clearer mind.

After dinner, Ozzie was diligently working on his homework at the dining table. His little sister, Helena, wandered over, curious about what he was doing.

**Helena**: "What's that?" she asked, peering over his shoulder.

**Ozzie**: "It's a map of Africa," he explained, pointing to the various countries and regions.

**Helena**: "Looks like a pepperoni pizza," she said, giggling.

Ozzie couldn't help but smile at her imaginative comparison. Despite the long day and the challenging homework, Helena's lighthearted comment made everything a bit more bearable.

**Ozzie**: "Well, it's definitely not pizza, but I suppose some of the shapes do look a bit like toppings," he chuckled.

Helena's playful perspective reminded Ozzie of the importance of seeing things from different angles, even when working on something as serious as homework.

**Helena**: "Next year while I'm in kindergarten, I won't have any more homework. Miss Mink never gives it, don't you?"

Ozzie felt his patience wearing thin.

**Ozzie**: "Mom! Helena's being a pest!"

Their mother walked in, sensing the tension.

**Ozzie's mom**: "Time for bed, Helena. Ozzie, you can finish your map of Florida in the morning."

**Ozzie**: "Africa!" he shouted, feeling exasperated.

His mother gave him a knowing smile.

**Ozzie's mom**: "Alright, Africa. But it's bedtime now. You'll feel more focused in the morning."

Ozzie sighed but knew she was right. He put his homework away, ready to tackle it with fresh eyes the next day.

The next morning at Kids University, everyone stayed seated as Professor Nozall entered the classroom. The air was filled with anticipation as the students sensed an important announcement coming.

**Professor Nozall**: "Good morning, class. I want you all to be aware that there will be a big test this Friday. I want you to study really, really hard," he said, emphasizing the importance of preparation. "The test will cover a lot of material, and it will include many tasks you'll need to complete."

Erik, one of Ozzie's friends, felt a wave of anxiety and turned pale.

**Erik**: "Oh no, this sounds so tough," he whispered to Ozzie.

Professor Nozall continued, adding to the challenge. "And the test will include a hundred words for the all-school spellathon."

The students exchanged worried glances. A hundred words to spell correctly sounded daunting. But Ozzie knew that with determination and teamwork, they could tackle the challenge together.

**Ozzie**: "Don't worry, Erik. We'll study together and help each other out. We can do this!"

That week, everyone in Ozzie's class studied harder than ever. They formed study groups and quizzed each other on spelling and other subjects. They discovered that learning together not only made the process more fun but also helped them retain information better.

**Sydney**: "Maybe my computer could help me," she suggested, pulling out her laptop.

They used Sydney's computer to find practice quizzes and spelling games online, making their study sessions even more engaging. They took turns typing out the words and helping each other with tricky spellings.

Ozzie, determined to do his best, spent a lot of time looking for quiet places to study. He tried the library, a cozy corner in the schoolyard, and even the comfort of his room, finding the perfect spot where he could concentrate.

One evening, Ozzie was busy studying when his little sister Helena came into the room.

**Helena**: "Osmond!" she called, handing him some paperwork. "Mom wanted you to have these things to study."

**Ozzie**: "Thanks, Helena," he said, appreciating her help.

Suddenly, it was Friday afternoon. The moment everyone had been preparing for had arrived—it was time for the spelling test. As Ozzie walked into the classroom, he could smell the delicious aroma of popcorn wafting from Mrs. Sweetwater's class. The sound of excited chatter from Mr. Blink's class, getting ready for their trip to the aquarium, filled the hallway.

Ozzie took his seat and glanced at Sydney, feeling a bit envious of the other classes' activities.

**Ozzie**: "Why do we have to get stuck with Professor Nozall?" he whispered to Sydney.

Sydney gave him a reassuring smile.

**Sydney**: "I know it feels unfair, but we can do this, Ozzie. We've worked really hard, and we'll be proud of ourselves once it's over."

Ozzie nodded, taking a deep breath. Professor Nozall walked in with a stack of papers and a supportive smile.

**Professor Nozall**: "Alright, everyone, it's time for the spelling test. You've all prepared well, so just do your best."

Ozzie looked at the test in front of him. As he started writing down the words, he remembered all the study sessions, the practice quizzes, and the encouragement from his friends. With each word he spelled correctly, his confidence grew.

By the end of the test, Ozzie felt a sense of accomplishment. He knew he had given it his all, and that was what truly mattered.

After grading their papers, Professor Nozall stood before the class with a proud expression.

**Professor Nozall**: "I knew that you had been great students, and you spelled every word correctly."

Sydney smiled, Toshiko hiccuped, and Rani patted her good luck charm. Professor Nozall then cleared his throat for another announcement.

**Professor Nozall**: "And the class representatives for the all-school spellathon go to Arizona and Ozzie."

Sydney looked surprised.

**Sydney**: "There must be some mistake," she said.

But Professor Nozall shook his head with a smile.

**Professor Nozall**: "No mistake, Sydney. Arizona and Ozzie earned their spots with their hard work and dedication. You should all be very proud."

The Professor then looked at the papers that showed the correct answers.

**Professor Nozall**: "The spellathon will be here in two weeks," he said, reminding everyone of the upcoming event.

Ozzie felt a mix of excitement and nerves. Representing the class was a huge honor and responsibility. His friends cheered him on, ready to support him in the next challenge.

Acknowledge

Bureaucracy

Conscientious

Dilemma

Eccentric

Fascinate

Guarantee

Harassment

Intelligence

Judgment

Knowledge

Liaison

Maintenance

Necessary

Occasion

Perseverance

Questionnaire

Rhythm

Subtle

Twelfth

Accommodate

Beautiful

Calendar

Desert

Embarrass

Friend

Grateful

Height

Independent

Jealous

License

Mischievous

Niece

Opportunity

Principal

Receipt

Schedule

Thorough

Vacuum

Weird

Abundance

Belligerent

Camouflage

Deceive

Entrepreneur

February

Glimpse

Hypocrite

Inoculate

Jewelry

Knead

Leisure

Medieval

Neuter

Obsolete

Perseverance

Reconcile

Surveillance

Tolerable

Unnecessary

At home, Ozzie's family was dedicated to helping him prepare for the spellathon. They gathered around the kitchen table, turning study time into a fun and supportive session.

**Grandma Flora**: "Spell trouble, honey," she asked with a warm smile.

**Ozzie**: "T-R-O-U-B-L-E," he answered confidently.

**Grandma Flora**: "That's right, dear."

His father then chimed in with a playful tone.

**Ozzie's dad**: "How about you do your C-H-O-R-E-S?"

Ozzie laughed, knowing his dad was teasing him.

**Ozzie's mom**: "Have you ever made your B-E-D?" she added, joining in the fun.

**Ozzie**: "Y-E-S, Mom," he answered, grinning.

Helena wanted to help too, but she didn't have much time as she was busy with her own activities. Just then, the doorbell rang, and Helena answered it. Standing there were the raccoon twins, Rusty and Rosy.

**Helena**: "Ozzie can't play, but I can," she said with a mischievous smile. "I don't have to study."

**Rusty**: "That's okay. We can play outside."

**Rosy**: "Yeah, let's go on an adventure!"

Rusty and Rosy giggled, ready to enjoy some playtime with Helena while Ozzie continued to study. As they headed out, Helena called back to her brother.

**Helena**: "Bye, Ozzie! See you later! Have fun studying!"

The support and encouragement from his family, along with the lively atmosphere, made Ozzie's study sessions more enjoyable and less stressful. With everyone pitching in, Ozzie felt more confident and ready for the spellathon.

The day of the spellathon had finally arrived, and Ozzie was ready to represent his class. He was dressed to impress in his unique outfit: a long-sleeved red shirt, a sparkly blue vest, a sparkly blue bow tie, a sparkly white diaper, a tiger tail belt, a tiger ears headband, tiger paw gloves, painted whiskers on his cheeks, white socks, and shiny black shoes. His outfit made him feel confident and special, ready to take on the challenge.

Helena, Ozzie's little sister, was there to support him, dressed in a charming pink dress with a matching pink bow, a blue necklace, white socks, shiny black shoes, a tiger tail belt, a tiger ears headband, tiger paw gloves, painted whiskers on her cheeks, and a silver tiara. She looked adorable and was excited to cheer for her big brother.

**Ozzie**: "I look like a tiger! Meow!" he said with a playful grin.

His unique outfit, combined with his hard work and determination, made this moment truly special.

**Grandma Flora**: "I can't believe that the spellathon is finally here."

**Helena**: "It's been a little peace and quiet."

**Ozzie's mom and dad**: "Good luck, Ozzie!" they called out, cheering him on.

Helena cheered loudly, her pink dress, bow, and tiger accessories standing out in the crowd. She was so proud of Ozzie and couldn't wait to celebrate with him afterward. The support and encouragement from his family made Ozzie's success even more meaningful.

As the event continued, Helena started to get a little restless.

**Helena**: "Mom, can we go home now?" she asked.

**Ozzie's mom**: "Not yet, dear," her mother replied, gently patting her on the head. "We need to stay to support Ozzie."

Helena sighed but knew how important this moment was for her brother. She continued to cheer him on with the rest of the family, making sure Ozzie felt all the love and encouragement he needed.

Just then, Arizona called out with excitement.

**Arizona**: "Hey, we're on!"

Ozzie took another deep breath, ready for the next part of the spellathon, knowing he had the support of his family and friends behind him.

From backstage, Ozzie, the bravest young otter, could hear the audience in the auditorium. The hum of excitement and anticipation was almost tangible. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

Professor Nozall approached the group with a reassuring smile.

**Professor Nozall**: "Well, today is the big day," he said. "Hello there, everyone. How do you do?"

**Mulu**: "I'm fine," he replied confidently.

Ozzie gulped, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

**Ozzie**: "I wish I was still back in bed!" he grumbled under his breath, feeling the weight of the moment.

Professor Nozall patted him on the shoulder.

**Professor Nozall**: "You've worked hard for this, Ozzie. Just do your best, and remember, we're all here to support you."

Ozzie nodded, feeling a bit more reassured by Professor Nozall's words. He took another deep breath, ready to face the challenge ahead with his friends by his side.

Just then, Ozzie struck a playful pose.

**Ozzie**: "Look! I'm a tiger cub! Meow!" he giggled, trying to lighten the mood and ease his nerves.

Professor Nozall looked pleasantly surprised.

**Professor Nozall**: "Yes," he said with a smile. "You are the best tiger cub there is in the all-school spellathon."

Ozzie smiled, his confidence growing.

**Ozzie S. Otter**: "I can't wait to be the best tiger king of the spellathon!" he replied with a big smile.

As the torch was lit and the spellathon began, the principal, Mrs. Green, welcomed everyone and explained the rules.

**Mrs. Green**: "Hello, everyone, welcome to the all-school spellathon! Let's review the rules before we begin. Each student will step up to the microphone and spell a given word. If they spell it correctly, they move on to the next round. If they don't spell it correctly, they're out. Now, let's get started!"

Mulu, the first contestant, stepped up to the microphone.

**Mrs. Green**: "The first word is 'fear.'"

**Mulu**: "F-E-R-E," he said a little too quickly.

**Mrs. Green**: "I'm sorry," she declared. "That's not correct! You're out!"

**Mulu**: "Are you sure?" he asked, a bit confused. "Well, what dictionary are you using?"

The crowd chuckled, but the rules were clear. Mulu stepped down, and the next contestant prepared to take their turn.

Arizona leaned over to Ozzie with a comment.

**Arizona**: "Wow! Mulu missed! He had to be on the bench for a while before he could make it to the game again with the team!"

Ozzie watched closely, knowing his moment was coming soon. With the support of his friends and family, he felt ready to face the challenge and do his best.

Ozzie turned to his friends and asked curiously, "Is there a Mr. Jones?"

The group chuckled, ready to support each other through the ups and downs of the spellathon.

However, Mulu wasn't the only one to drop out quickly. The representatives of Mrs. Sweetwater's and Mr. Blink's classes were gone in a flash, making the competition even more intense for those remaining.

Before long, only Sydney and Ozzie were left. It was Sydney's turn.

**Mrs. Green**: "The word is 'champion.'"

Sydney stepped up to the microphone, feeling the weight of the moment.

**Sydney**: "It's so easy to say that we should be more careful than ever about what we're doing to the game. I'm sure the team is going to be very good in this tournament because we are playing well against the other teams in this match."

Sydney took a deep breath and spelled out the word.

**Sydney**: "Champion. C-H-A-M-P-I-O-N."

**Mrs. Green**: "Correct!"

The audience applauded as Sydney stepped back, relieved and proud of her accomplishment. Now, it was Ozzie's turn to shine.

**Mrs. Green**: "The next word is 'success.'"

**Ozzie**: "Success." He took a deep breath and spelled it out confidently. "S-U-C-C-E-S-S."

**Mrs. Green**: "That's correct!"

The crowd cheered, and Ozzie felt a surge of pride.

**Sydney**: "You can't beat me. Why did you just give up?"

Ozzie smiled, determined to give his best in the competition.

Then it was Sydney's turn again.

**Mrs. Green**: "The word is 'preparation.'"

Sydney looked down at her feet, feeling the pressure.

**Sydney**: "Could I have the definition, please?" she asked after a minute or two.

**Mrs. Green**: "Preparation," she repeated. "It means the process of getting ready."

**Sydney**: "Of course." She thought for a moment. "P-R-E-P." She paused. "E-A-R-A-T-I-O-N."

**Mrs. Green**: "I'm sorry, that's incorrect!" she declared. "Now Ozzie gets a chance to spell it."

Ozzie looked over at the audience and took a deep breath.

**Ozzie**: "Preparation," he said. "P-R-E-P-A-R-A-T-I-O-N."

**Mrs. Green**: "Correct!" shouted Mrs. Green.

Everyone in Professor Nozall's class cheered, and Ozzie felt a wave of happiness and pride wash over him. It was a moment he would never forget.

**Ozzie**: "Hoop-dee-doo!" he sang, as he twirled and struck a perfect pose. "I won!"

Then, Professor Nozall went up to the microphone.

**Professor Nozall**: "I'm very proud of you for doing what you're doing. And I'm very proud of my whole class. They've worked really, really hard! This is the last third-grade class that I've had to do in the school year, and I'm so excited to be doing that again this year. But next year, I'm going to look forward to seeing a new challenge... Teaching kindergarten!"

The entire auditorium erupted in applause, celebrating Ozzie's incredible achievement and the hard work of Professor Nozall's class.

As Ozzie stood there with his trophy, golden crown, gold medal, and purple cape, he couldn't contain his joy.

**Ozzie**: "I'm the youngest tiger king in the entire world! Doot-doo-doo-doo!" he laughed, doing a little dance. "Meow!"

Then, Professor Nozall went up to the microphone again.

**Professor Nozall**: "Thank you all for coming to the all-school spellathon. I'll see you guys next year and see you all again soon!"

The crowd cheered once more, and the spellathon came to a triumphant close.

**The End**