I should have had my lesson with Ms. Marion that morning, but since we were still on break, I didn’t have any excuse to put things off. When I got home from Keisha’s, Ma was standing in an ocean of bubble wrap. I stood in the middle of the kitchen and cleared my throat. “M...
He sure was ugly looking. I didn’t think I could stand having one as a pet, but if I was going to get me any courage, there didn’t seem to be a way around it. So, two days later, I finally called Frita on the phone and told her she should come over because I’d made up my mind. I was keeping the s...
Remember the way the world map was usually on a roller and the teacher would pull it down like a window shade? Remember those thick, battered textbooks, packed with information we took for granted was true? Now we might look back on those same textbooks and cringe at their interpretation of event...
I’M A SWEATING FAT KID practicing the drums. I come home from school and my day’s been shit, but do I turn on the television? No! Do I hang out in the kitchen eating Little Debbie Snack Cakes? No! I go straight to my room without passing Go and without collecting two hundred dollars. The drums be...