It’s 2001. I’m in sixth grade. In my city, for the last several decades, the 11-year olds from across the county get bussed to a sixth-grade-only school. It’s brilliant. We don’t have to cower to the older grades oppression, but we’re free …
For years, my sisters in law and I have had a tradition of dressing up as witches and going out for dinner. This year, I got a group message saying, “We need to do our hocus pocus night. I volunteer to host …
I’m in Fourth Grade. All winter I’ve had to wear this ugly, faded, oversized dark green and blue hoodie. As with most of my clothes, I wish I could tell you where it came from – probably a hand-me-down that even my …
Hear Me Out: Dedicating Books Why can you dedicate a book to someone, but that’s it? I’m not an author, so what work of mine can I dedicate to someone? This mediocre pasta night is dedicated to my sister. This email thread …
As a fifth grader, we are privileged to help out around the school as a Hall Monitor. And if you’re thinking, “Oh, this is going to go exactly like that SpongeBob episode where he gets assigned as Hall Monitor and all the …
You know when you accidentally feed an algorithm on Youtube that eventually has you thinking you can start your own self-sustaining mini farm? Buyer beware. A bunch of lovely British gardeners had me convinced that I could make my own liquid fertilizer …
Cartoons made me believe that bottles of poison were a common household item. Like the label just says “Poison”, and it can be purchased at the grocery store. Katie Gish
Warning: This could quickly turn into a “How To Scare Someone Away In One or Two Sentences” depending on who you talk to. Use with caution. Carry on. It’s a trap they don’t even know they’re setting for you. “What do you …
Grade 7, Day one. After school, my younger siblings and I grab a snack and head to the basement excited to share our stories of our first day. I tell them about band class and start talking about the teacher, exclaiming, “Oh …
