Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for September 05, 2011

I feel sorry for Nate and any like him. I was always glad when school was out in the spring and just as glad when it started in the fall. New school supplies were a delight. Not a big box of broken crayons, but a little box of whole crayons, all perfectly pointed. and a shiny new lunchbox, maybe with a tray or even a thermos jar (soon lost or broken.). And new white paste that smelled good and even tasted good if you licked your tongue across its new smooth surface. Kids like Nate who make themselves miserable over the inevitable are pathetic.