Somebody at the Imagine Penn Hills Post Office had helped themselves to a five finger discount. They had a burglar, a thief, a regular sticky-fingers, in their midst. However you said it, the situation was the same and money was missing!“Uh oh,” declared Lily, the 2nd grade manager of the Postal Agency,…
Count Me In Kiana used to like the beauty shop way better than school. Her mother’s weekly appointments were always the highlight of her week. She much preferred counting the minutes pass by on the shop’s clock than she did counting the angles and sides in one of those quadrangle-thingies in…
Billy, a wiry 3rd grader had done the unthinkable. After brushing the leftover crumbs from his stained shirt to the floor, he said the word “stupid” to a grown-up. And not just any grown-up. The President and co-founder of MicroSociety. In a business meeting, no less. One would have thought that the air had been let…
We asked. You answered. And now for the results. Last week we sent out a survey inviting your feedback and suggestions for communications coming from MicroSociety, Inc. Your voice matters to our organization, and to prove it, we plan on using that data to inform our Kids In Charge campaign in the days, weeks, and…
“That’s a really cool thingy, Corey. What is it?” asked Sara. “It’s a paperweight,” he answered. “It’s five dollars.” Sara examined the fascinating seashell, her mind already made up. She seemed to take a special liking to Corey too. Her eyes lit up when he spoke to her. She had no idea he was autistic,…
Inspiration can come from the funniest of places. For Sabina, it was raisins. “Ms. DeMarco,” Sabina looked earnestly to her kindergarten teacher, “Do you remember those costumes we used for last month’s play, Heard it Through the Grapevine? Could I rent them from you?” Before Ms. DeMarco could even reply, out from Sabina’s duct tape wallet…
Charging a teacher with theft was a MicroSociety first. And Rex knew he had to be on his “A Game.” Before knocking on the classroom door, the C.G. McDonough City Magnet School 2nd grader straightened his Peace Keeper badge, smoothed his collar, and cleared his throat. He was on official business after all and wanted…
Seventh grader Hunter Eider thought big. Real big. But at the same time he knew that lofty goals must be achieved through small steps. Clearly evident when interviewed by the Renway Spectacle, “President Eider, we hear you are planning on running for a second term,” started Cara, their top (and toughest) columnist, “That’s unprecedented. You’d…
Ariel didn’t know that she was in the market for a new job. It was the sparkle of the sequins and the persuasion of Sasha, a performer with Explosive Expressions, Wilson Middle School MicroSociety’s dance and theatre venture that told her so. It all started at the café, Ariel and Sasha met there once…
For the second time in a month, 5th grader Destiny was out of work. And it wasn’t the recession. In fact the economy in Elizabeth Starr Entrepreneurial Academy’s MicroSociety was thriving. It wasn’t lack of opportunity either. The job posting website was chock full of open positions. It was Destiny’s mouth. She was a regular…