*Click* Stanley turned off the TV “Well folks, what do you think?” Stanley was addressing his staff. All the employees at the 21st Century Digital Media Center sat huddled around the television screen watching their latest news interviews. The pint-sized news crew was getting ready to film the upcoming Micro-Night. They decided to…
“Who wants to buy a pom pom?” Kip called out as he waved the homemade fabric ball wildly through the air. He locked eyes with a fourth grade girl and she quickly responded. “No thanks, I have one already, I don’t really need another one.” Kip sighed. He’d heard that quite a bit…
“I want to return these flashcards. I lost the receipt, but I want my money back!” a frustrated fourth grader pleaded with the clerk at Strattonville Math Games. “I’m sorry – but we have a policy, so I can’t give you your money back without a receipt. You can trade in those cards for…
As his classmates gathered around a table discussing next month’s Micro newsletter, Mauricio sat at his desk with one hand on his chin, the other twirling a pencil. “Mauricio,” Mrs. Collette tapped his shoulder. “Are you sure you don’t want to join the newsletter committee? You’ll earn money to spend in the marketplace –…
I honestly never thought I’d be doing this,” Maddie said as she stuffed her clothes into an extra-large suitcase. “I was just a normal kid. It just goes to show what you can do when you understand the need and receive the right encouragement.” Her friend Clara nodded, punching numbers into a calculator.…
Weeks later, Leo still couldn’t shake the strange feeling he experienced when he stared down at his wallet. “It’s gone,” he’d whispered to himself as he stood there in shock. “My money is gone.” He’d spotted the perfect Christmas gift for his brother at the Citrus Grove Elementary Micro Marketplace. But when he…
It was the first day of the November Micro marketplace, and Leo was excited to spend some of the money he’d earned reading the morning announcements at Citrus Grove Elementary. Before school, he’d carefully placed his cash in his camouflaged wallet and tucked it into the front pocket of his backpack. When he arrived…
Jordan sat at the Aspen Heights Elementary School House of Commons meeting, twirling his pencil. It was the beginning of the school year, and although he’d already served one term as Deputy Prime Minister, he felt like he’d yet to make a real impact. But then, people didn’t seem to expect him to either. He…
Bryan sighed as Mrs. Brown placed the paper on his desk. As he glanced up, he saw a big scribble at the top in his teacher’s favorite purple pen. He read it aloud quietly: “Please see me.” His friend Gunnar leaned over to tease him. “Uh oh, you’re in trouuuble.” Bryan…
“What did I do wrong?” The fourth grade girl looked up at the fifth grade Peacekeeper. He seemed seven feet tall. Without a word, he tore off the sheet of paper from his citation book and handed it to her. “You can pay your fine at the post office.” “Did he just write…