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Back to school guidance

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At 3 o’clock, the last school bell rang, releasing all of us to the best time of the year, summer vacation. Less than an hour later, all the kids from Flamingo Street were enjoying the first water balloon battle of the summer, even Bully Brad.

Robby the Robot

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Two amazing things happened at our house Tuesday morning, and oddly, both concerned space travel. For those out there in reader land, the first will interest the science geek in all of you. And what of the second incident?

A familiar stranger

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So how do you thank the person who saved your life? Guess if you were a singer you’d sing a song about them. I’m not a singer.

If you were well off, you’d reward them with money and shower them with gifts. I’m far from being well off. I’m just a simple writer.


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For those of you out there in readers-land who simply love living in a big house, there is a single word that can have you curled up in a ball on the floor crying. Downsizing.

A liizard's perspective

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The blue and black striped lizard started to worry. Directly on the other side of the glass was what he feared most: the little boy. About 8 years old, the boy with pudgy fingers was tapping on the glass right underneath the lizard’s orange belly. His sister stood next to him making faces.

Bamboo Panda

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Experts say bamboo grows about a foot per day, so fast you can actually stand in front of it and see shoots and leaves sprouting.

That’s what my three brothers and I believed for those seven magical years we spent growing up at 110 Flamingo Street.

It's yard sale time

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Warmer weather means only one thing around our house: it’s time for some much needed spring cleaning. Usually, we spend a week or so deep cleaning the house and gathering all the junk we’ve collected over the last year. And by our junk, I mean my junk.

Car games

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During those seven magical years spent growing up at 110 Flamingo Street, I learned many things about life. One of the first was rich kids lived on The Duke of Gloucester; the not-so-rich kids lived on Flamingo Street.

Math is adorable

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Growing up at 110 Flamingo Street, I learned math many different ways, both in and out of school. When math was just numbers it was easy to understand. When words were added, math got complicated and sometimes extremely painful.

Painful toys

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My parents always said the same thing when they bought us a new toy: “Follow the instructions and you won’t get hurt.” If you’re a regular reader of this column, you already know normally we didn’t and someone always did.


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