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Matt the bat was 

excited for his first 

day of school. He 

packed his pencils and 

paper into his new 

backpack and flew to 

class.

Before Matt entered 

the classroom, his 

classmates were 

loudly talking to one 

another, but when 

Matt opened the 

classroom door, 

everyone became 

silent and stared at 

him.

 “Who is the weird person 

in the door? He looks like 

a rat with wings,” said 

Sam the skunk. All the 

animals laughed.

Mr. Owl walked in the 

classroom and asked the 

students to sit in their 

seats. As Matt tried to 

sit in a front-row seat, 

Robby the raccoon 

jumped in front of him 

and said, “This is my seat, 

so find your own.”

Matt, saddened by his 

classmates’ teasing, sat 

down in a seat of the 

back row.

“Let’s all 

introduce 

ourselves,” said 

Mr. Owl.  

“When I call 

your name, 

please tell the 

class something 

you enjoy 

doing.”

Bess the bear 

said, 

“I like eating 

honey."

Dina the duck 

said, “I like 

playing in 

puddles and 

ponds.”

When it was 

Matt’s turn to 

talk, he looked up 

and said, “At 

night, when most 

of the animals are 

asleep, I like to 

fly high in the sky. 

Then, I let myself 

fall in the air, and 

before I hit the 

ground, I swoop 

up. It’s the best 

feeling in the 

world.”

“That sounds 

weird,” said 

Robby the 

raccoon.

“I don’t believe 

you,” said Sam 

the skunk. “You 

said that you 

did this at 

night, but you 

can’t see and 

fly at night. No 

one can.”

Mr. Owl 

interrupted and 

said, “Sammy, 

even though you 

can’t do it, others 

can. We all have 

special talents. 

Now, since 

everyone has 

introduced 

themselves, let’s 

pass out your new 

books.”

At lunch 

none of his 

classmates 

sat with 

Matt, and no 

one played 

with him at 

recess.

When Matt 

returned home, 

he told his 

parents about his 

day. 

“Your classmates 

don’t sound very 

nice,” said Matt’s 

father. 

“Maybe they just 

need to know you 

better,” said his 

mother.

Matt listened to 

his mother and 

tried to talk to his 

classmates the 

next day, but they 

continued to 

ignore him. 

After recess, it 

was nap-time. As 

the other young 

animals lied on the 

ground, Matt flew 

up to the ceiling 

and tried to sleep 

upside-down.

Sam the skunk 

opened his eyes 

and saw Matt 

hanging from 

the ceiling. 

“What is that 

crazy bat doing 

now?” he 

exclaimed. 

“He’s even 

weirder than I 

thought.”

When Matt 

came to school 

the next day, 

he saw a big 

web that Sid 

the spider had 

made. Inside 

the web were 

big letters 

that spelled, 

“No bats 

allowed.”

Matt thought 

about flying 

home, but 

instead, he 

flew into his 

classroom 

and laid his 

head on his 

desk.

When Mr. Owl 

entered the 

classroom, he 

picked up a piece 

of chalk and 

wrote the word 

“weird.” 

“Hello, students. 

I want to start 

class this morning 

by talking about 

the meaning of 

this word. What 

do you think this 

word means?”

“It means 

crazy, like 

Matt!” 

shouted Sam.

“Sam, could 

weird be 

another word 

for unique?” 

asked Mr. Owl.

“I guess,” 

said Sam.

“And does 

unique always 

mean 

something 

bad?” asked 

Mr. Owl. 

“Aren’t you 

unique?”

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