by R.M. ArceJaeger | May 27, 2011 | Response to the World |
I used to love McDonalds — not because the food was great, or the place tidy, or the playgrounds clean. But because every time I got a Happy Meal, I also got a toy. Unfortunately, these toys tended to be frilly, fairy-style dolls whereas I wanted the...
by R.M. ArceJaeger | May 27, 2011 | Writing Corner |
By Lois Gould Once upon a time, a baby named X was born. This baby was named X so that nobody could tell whether it was a boy or a girl. Its parents could tell, of course, but they couldn’t tell anybody else. They couldn’t even tell Baby X at first. You see, it was...
