Today is Saturday.
The teacher's patience came to an end. She told all the children to go out into the yard and she wanted to talk to Pippi alone. Pippi walked to the desk and told the teacher that she didn't care the school things too much and she didn't care about whether she could have Christmas vacation or not. She hoped the the teacher would not be sorry. But the teach said she was certainly sorry because Pippi didn't behave decently and if any girl did as badly as Pippi did, she couldn't be allowed to go to school even if she wanted to. Pippi asked the teacher, much astonished, if she had behaved very badly. She said very sadly that she hadn't known that. She stood silently for a while, looked sadder than anyone else, and told the teacher when a girl had a mother who was an angel and a father who was a cannibal king, and when she had sailed on the ocean all her whole life, she didn't know how to behave in school. Then the teacher said she understood and didn't feel annoyed with Pippi any longer and maybe Pippi could come back to school when she was a little older.
