conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Humphrey's, School, Library with the genre: Children's Books, Growing Up & Facts of Life?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The World According to Humphrey'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the first five paragraphs for this book?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The World According to Humphrey
  Worse yet, Mrs. Brisbane came back. Until today, I didn't even know there was a Mrs. Brisbane. Lucky me.
  Now I want to know: What was Ms. Mac thinking? She must have known that soon she'd be leaving without me. And that Mrs. Brisbane would come back to Room 26 and I'd be stuck with her.
  I'm never going to squeak to her again. Of course, I'll probably never see her again because she's GONE-GONE-GONE—but if she comes back, I'm not even going to look at her.
  On the other hand, until Ms. Mac arrived, I was going nowhere down at Pet-O-Rama. My days were spent sitting around, looking at a bunch of furry things in cages just like mine. We were treated all right: regular meals, clean cages, music piped in all day.
  Over the music, Carl, the store clerk, would answer the phone: "Open nine to nine, seven days a week. Corner of Fifth and Alder, next to the Dairy Maid."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Mrs. Brisbane continued. "And we have decided to award the prize for Best Costume to... Humphrey."
  The bell rang and the room was soon empty, except for Mrs. Brisbane. As she gathered up her papers to take home, Mr. Morales came in. He was dressed in a cap and gown like people wear when they are graduating.
  Mr. Morales said his kids kept asking about me and then he quickly left. Mrs. Brisbane headed out the door after him.
  There I was, all alone in Room 26 with a bunch of half-torn bats and tattered skeletons hanging around me.
  As I waited for Aldo to arrive, I sat in the darkening room and pondered my job as a classroom pet. Had I really accomplished anything? Mr. Morales's children seemed to settle down when I was there. Sayeh's mother began to learn English. And Sayeh would probably never have sung in front of the class without my encouragement.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the last five paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: He was Jason, the Brisbanes' son. He'd come all the way from Tokyo to surprise his parents. They were so happy to see him, they both cried just a little.
  Soon, the house was filled with friends and neighbors and Mrs. Brisbane played piano while everyone sang carols and drank hot cider.
  Later that night, when the house was quiet, I thought about all I'd done in the months since I had left Pet-O-Rama. I didn't know anything about the world then, but I've sure learned a lot. I can read and write and I know all the state capitals. Just ask me one!
  I learned you should never ever turn your back on a dog. And that it's a good idea to turn off the TV once in a while.
  I found out kids have problems and so do teachers and principals. Sometimes all people need is a little encouragement.