Sat, 30 August 2008 It’s back to school time. The summer of leisure for kids across the nation is now ending and it is time to back to the days of structure, homework, and social interaction. I always remember the first day of school to be an exciting time. My brand new backpack filled with brand new school supplies; my new trapper keeper, my new pencils, my new homework planner that I would use for about a week and then never touch again. I would get to see all the friends that I didn’t see all summer and life would start anew. However, there was one first day, the very first day, which I was not so excited about. It was my first day of preschool. This story was written in 1998 as one of two parts in my preschool series. It’s called Emergency Pants. This is I know How It Is, I’m J. Michael Haas I Know How It Is... An Online Community Magazine of Essays, Short Stories, and Social Commentary, to read more stories or to find out how you can contribute, please go to iknowhowitis.com Comments[0] |
Sat, 23 August 2008 The subject of race has been put in the forefront of American politics as we get ready to elect the first African American man as the president of the United States. While in a perfect world, the color of someone’s skin wouldn’t matter; they wouldn’t have to have polls that asked likely voters if the country is ready for a black president. In 1984, the subject of race entered my life when my mother bought me a black Cabagepatch Kid, who I named Timothy-John.This story was written and performed in July of 2005. I Know How It Is... An Online Community Magazine of Essays, Short Stories, and Social Commentary, to read more stories or to find out how you can contribute, please go to iknowhowitis.com Comments[0] |
Sat, 16 August 2008 One of the biggest transitions in life, if not the biggest, is the one that happens while you are in middle school. Between the braces face, the oily skin, the changing voice, and a constant and annoying erection, you are some how supposed to get an education. Tonight, my Middle School story, written and performed in 2004. I Know How It Is… a An Online Community Magazine of Essays, Short Stories, and Social Commentary, to read more stories or to find out how you can contribute, please go to iknowhowitis.com Comments[0] |
It’s back to school time. The summer of leisure for kids across the nation is now ending and it is time to back to the days of structure, homework, and social interaction. I always remember the first day of school to be an exciting time. My brand new backpack filled with brand new school supplies; my new trapper keeper, my new pencils, my new homework planner that I would use for about a week and then never touch again. I would get to see all the friends that I didn’t see all summer and life would start anew. However, there was one first day, the very first day, which I was not so excited about. It was my first day of preschool. 