A Bad Sport.

Several weeks ago, the Mercer Island School District voted to ban the game of Tag on school grounds. I guess it had something to do with safety or that odd thing our society seems to have about touching one another. No matter. I guess we felt the need to suck all the...

A Grate Edumakation.

The Mock Turtle went on. “We had the best of educations . . . Reeling and Writhing, of course, to begin with, and then the different branches of Arithmetic—Ambition, Distraction, Uglification, and Derision.” Education pains me these days. No, not my own. It continues...

Mr. Opus’ Holland.

I was watching Mr. Holland’s Opus last night for something like the twentieth time. I don’t always watch it all the way through; in fact, most of the time I seem to tune in right near the end where Mr. Holland (Richard Dreyfus) is being given the old...

Playing Around.

I wish sometimes that my brain would show me the marvelous way it works. I often refer to it as a mental Cuisinart, which is about as close as I can come to it. I suppose a Dyson vacuum would also make a good analogy, as everything I’ve ever seen, heard, tasted...

Trying Times They Were.

Somewhere in the dim recesses of my mind as well as the storage cabinet to my left are remnants of a fairly creative past. Yes, I have a fairly creative present, too, but I have to laugh at some of the things I used to get away with in school, things that would never...

STOP! In The Name Of Love (Or Safety).

There were two coveted positions in the elementary school hierarchy. Well, three, if you included being an office assistant. I didn’t have the right plumbing to work there, though I often wished I had, since they got to play with the mimeograph machine and other...

It’s Due When?

I know this may be hard to believe, but I went to school before the age of computers. Well, let me correct that a bit. I don’t need to sound older than I am. Rather, I went to school before desktop computers become the norm. Oh, how I wished I had had a Mac or...

Deweying My Very Best.

In elementary school there are usually two plum roles a kid can have. One is being a member of the school patrol, the other is being a librarian’s assistant. I found my way through the back door to be on patrol, but I came through the front door to be a library...

I Spent A Lot Of Time In The Dark.

When I was a kid I enjoyed shooting pictures with my camera. My first love was a Kodak camera, one that required you to thread your own film onto the spools. Then came along the Instamatic lines, which had the convenient cartridges so you couldn’t make the...

Crushed Like A Grape.

A couple days ago I wrote about my broken heart caused by a cheerleader. She was not my first broken heart. Nor was the Hermiston Watermelon my first. No, I have to go all the way back to kindergarten for that. I know that most boys don’t take any interest in...