A day in the life of a Micro intern begins with a series of hellos and good mornings. Literally, everyone is so friendly when they are doing what they enjoy, we are happy to be helpful and there for each other when needed. We developed a team mentality from the start or perhaps inherited from the […]
The rhythmic cadence of revision filled the office of theScottie Gazette. Came from Aaron, the 5th grade Editor-in-Chief. He typed three words and backspaced two. Squinted at the screen. Read what he wrote. Typed four more words, whispered them to himself, and backed up two. He was always particular about what he wrote. It was his […]
“Accesorios” 9th grade Paula scribed across the top of the black poster board in neat neon lettering. She paused, brushing back a long strand of hair that had fallen from her blonde ponytail, before penning the word in English directly below its Spanish version. Did it have two “c’s” or two “s’s” …or were each […]
Apart from the buzz of the air conditioning unit, there was a noticeable hush in Room 110. Monica labored over each letter in her name, making sure they were penned perfectly on the cover of her new journal. Miguel looked around at the lexicon known as the “Word Wall” that stood before him. “Budget”, “Profit”, […]
The MicroSociety experience is one that long endures. Far after the lived exposure has expired with the pomp and circumstance of graduation. But don’t take our word. As we like to say, the proof is in the alumni. Recently, thanks to a Google alert (what did we all do before technology enabled us to bridge […]
Creekside had no government. That is until the two 6th grade Cory’s came along. The old saying goes that great minds think alike. In this case, it just so happened that they were named alike too. Seated in front of Mr. Levensohn, the MicroSociety coordinator, their faces wore masks of concern. “We made a mistake,” […]
This isn’t a story about a kid at all. Well, at least not directly. But rather, her mother, Sylvia. A woman who remained fairly unknown by those in her Texas barrio. Until she went to school that is. Sylvia came from a tradition of women as quiet, undisruptive homemakers. Her husband worked, formed opinions, and […]
Gabby, a 6th grader with spunk, had always wanted to use the gloved and bejeweled pointer that her facilitator kept perched on the ledge of the classroom whiteboard. And now was the perfect opportunity. All sixteen wide eyes of the bank’s employees were fixed on it as she pointed its index finger to a glaring […]
Oswaldo almost lowered his head as he passed by Aldo in the hall. But then he remembered. He was a CEO. That meant holding his head high, even in tough situations. He and Aldo used to hang together. Not quite as the best of amigos. But as gang mates in their El Paso barrio. Aldo […]
He hadn’t meant to say it. It was one of those things that kind of just rolled off of Dominic’s tongue. Before he could stop it. It wasn’t the first time. When he was in 2nd grade he told Emmy that her curls looked like noodles. He thought that was a cool thing. Her rolling […]