There once was a girl stickman who was faster than an airplane. her name was margo.

Margo! your not wearing your bow!

NOT again Margo!

She didn't want to wear pink stuff, only blue, red, and white, the colors of a racing car!

MAAAAARRRRGGGGGGOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She had a habit of running though the halls.

YOU KNOW BETTER MARGO!

Some of the girls said mean things to feel better because she was the best at cartwheels, jumping, running, and even dancing!

you're not lady like Margo.

I bet at home, she's a couch potato.

that's Margo for ya.

sometimes margo is cheeky and puts her bow back on when she comes home to her mom.

MOM! today was soooooo fun I did a fli---ummm... I had fun.

That's good. how'a 'bout some dinner?

Then one day, she heard some students talking.

A running marathon? hmm... maybe I'll join. well that's if you do.

WHAT?

She could just imagine holding a big, yellow, heavy trophy.

I knew I would win!