Childhood Memories, Tales of Imagination

The Mad Child Scientist

“Miss Jenkins found a cockroach in her house, today,” said Marcus Wilson’s mom as she peeked outside through the curtains. “Are they bad?” asked Marcus. “Oh heavens, Marcus, cockroaches are filthy and dirty and carry germs. Do you remember the time we found one on our front porch? If you ever see one, Marcus, stomp… Continue reading The Mad Child Scientist