Category Archives: Scribbles

That’s the name of Mr. B.’s "newspaper," a two- to three-page stapled collection of brief items, generally about favorite video games, bloopers at recess or clandestine food fights in the cafeteria. Some kids sell lemonade. Mr. B., being the child of two ink-stained wretches, is venturing into journalism.

I worry about possible angry administrators or even parents if some of his items wind up embarrassing another child. Mrs. Charm says I’m making too much of it. Mr. B. wants to sell his papers for twenty-five cents each at recess. He’s got visions of more than a hundred potential dollars. I demur, figuring the school will not like him doing that. Mrs. C., well, you know. It’s certainly not at this level, but I worry that the consequences could be similar. So far I’m losing. So we shall see what we see.