conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me a description for a story titled Horrible Harry Goes Cuckoo about Rufus, Suzy, Connecticut with the genre: Children's Books, Growing Up & Facts of Life.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: the author, the author of nineteen previous Horrible Harry storys and four storys about Song Lee, lives in Willington Connecticut with her husband, Rufus. Suzy and Rufus have been married for thirty-eight years. They met in the state where they both grew up: California. Suzy grew up in Berkeley and Rufus in Sacramento. Suzy graduated from the University of California at Berkeley with a degree in European history. She met Rufus at the Davis campus while attending that campus for a year. They got married and lived in different places, including Canada, before settling into Connecticut, the state they now call home.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first four paragraphs for this story.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Horrible Harry Goes Cuckoo
  The Appalachian Tails Pet Company in Glastonbury, Connecticut, for their help with my canary research.
  Ms. Hall's third-grade class at Bedwell Elementary School in Bernardsville, New Jersey, for inspiring the director's chair.
  Danielle Galligan, librarian at Hopewell School in Glastonbury, for her friendly reminders and help with my bird research, and for organizing two delightful lunches with the children. The conversation we had inspired many of the indoor-recess details for my story.
  My editor, Catherine Frank, and her assistant, Leila Sales, for their enthusiasm, patience, and hard work.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me five more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: While we were walking back to the classroom, Harry and I asked the teacher if we could go to the bathroom. "Good timing, boys. You can take the stairs right now to the basement."
  After we hurried downstairs, I made a beeline for the boys' room. As soon as I took care of my business and washed my hands, I looked around for Harry.
  When I smelled cookies baking, I turned and walked toward the school kitchen. Maybe Harry was there. I hurried past the empty cafeteria and peeked into the kitchen. Mrs. Funderburke was having coffee with our gym teacher, Mr. Deltoid. They were laughing about something and eating chocolate-chip cookies. I knew what kind because I could smell the chocolate. It sure made my mouth water.
  I walked back down the hall and headed toward the other end, where the gym is. As I got closer, I could hear footsteps. I stepped inside the gym and took one quick peek.
  I began to perspire as I watched Harry run near the walls of the gym. When he got to a corner, he took a huge leap into the air!
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: When he got to a corner, he took a huge leap into the air!. "Good timing, boys. You can take the stairs right now to the basement."
  After we hurried downstairs, I made a beeline for the boys' room. As soon as I took care of my business and washed my hands, I looked around for Harry.
  When I smelled cookies baking, I turned and walked toward the school kitchen. Maybe Harry was there. I hurried past the empty cafeteria and peeked into the kitchen. Mrs. Funderburke was having coffee with our gym teacher, Mr. Deltoid. They were laughing about something and eating chocolate-chip cookies. I knew what kind because I could smell the chocolate. It sure made my mouth water.
  I walked back down the hall and headed toward the other end, where the gym is. As I got closer, I could hear footsteps. I stepped inside the gym and took one quick peek.
  I began to perspire as I watched Harry run near the walls of the gym.While we were walking back to the classroom, Harry and I asked the teacher if we could go to the bathroom.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Song Lee clapped her hands. She was so happy Harry had rescued the bird! The principal could see Harry had a good heart.
  I was so relieved! Harry wasn't in trouble anymore. He and Sid had actually made peace for once. Now we could get down to business and really study birds. Harry could discover why a vulture can eat decayed dead bodies and not get sick, and I could listen to the sounds different birds make. Best of all, our class would get to take laps in the gym!
  Mary made a face. She didn't like the title, or the poster Harry had made of a vulture on the front of the can. The bird had blood and animal guts in his mouth.
  We all watched Harry untape eight strips of paper from the top of the lid. There was a fact written on each one.
  When Harry finished, he retaped the eight strips of paper back on the garbage lid. "I think vultures are the king of birds!" he said, slapping the can several times.