Don’t you wanna Fanta?

(Let me just say, in my defense, this story takes place in the entrepreneurial ’80s.) On my 6th birthday I received as a present a set of watercolors. My parents and their friends got to celebrate this auspicious  occasion by breaking out bottles of FANTA. For a 6 year old, FANTA, the magic drink, wouldContinue reading “Don’t you wanna Fanta?”


Teacher’s pet

When I was in grade school I was sure I knew everything. I knew the multiplication table, I knew the map of the city I lived in. I knew all the names of the important Soviet leaders. (They were all important). What else was there? My teacher hated me. Hated. It pissed him off evenContinue reading “Teacher’s pet”

Muralists in the making

      One day, while waiting for a very very very very very very very long time to be over, my sister and I decided to paint our little hearts out on the living room wall. And then our parents came home. I don’t know why my parents didn’t recognize two talented Muralists in the making,Continue reading “Muralists in the making”