Career Week

In two weeks Mrs. Burke’s class is having career week. That’s when a different parent comes in and talks about their job. Tommy Kasten, my best friend, is in Mrs. L’s class and they don’t have career week. They have Rainforest week.

In my class, Alex McLeod’s Dad makes video games, Tricia Davidoff’s Dad makes sports jerseys and hats, Maria Braxton’s parents are bakers and Robby Rosen’s Dad builds houses. My dad is an accountant. He’s a good accountant but it doesn’t sound as much fun as video games or making cookies.
Tracey Hazlett talks to Charlie
Maybe that’s why I told everyone that he’s really important and that the president of the company asks for his advice. Maybe that’s why I let everyone think he’d bring in calculators for the class. Maybe that’s why I let Tracy Hazlett think my dad was almost the president of the company. And not just a really good accountant.

Selling Chocolate Bars

sellingneighbors1“And finally, in a couple of weeks, we’ll be handing out boxes of chocolate bars to sell for the league. We really need everyone to pitch in so the league can buy new equipment and pay the refs. Mrs. Patel will be in charge of keeping track of the sales. So start thinking about who might buy some candy from you. See you all at practice next Thursday!”

Selling stuff! Oh no! Grown-ups are always having kids sell things. In second grade I had to sell greeting cards and wrapping paper for a school fundraiser, and it had been a complete disaster. Nobody on my street wanted to buy anything, and my mom only bought one roll of wrapping paper with candy canes on it because she felt sorry for me. I sold the least in my class, and of course Samantha Grunsky, who is ALWAYS in my class and ALWAYS ANNOYING, sold the most in the whole school and won a bicycle.

Eating candy bars is a wonderful idea. Selling them is not.