By Pam Sechrest
"It's up! It's up!" hollered Protractor, "The back-to-school supply list is up and I've got the inside right angle. Wait 'til you find out who measures up and who didn't this year!”
"What's all the squalling about? That's my job!" scolded Sharpener. "Of course the list is out. It's back-to-school shopping time. Why do you think we have been stacked, rearranged, hung, displayed and brought over from others shelves? Are you new?"
"Why yes, and so are you! Be straight with me Sharpener, why aren't you bubble packaging over with excitement?" asked Protractor.
"What's the big deal? I don't even have to look at the list, I'm always on it.” bragged Sharpener. "It's back to the old grind for me. Every year it’s the same thing, the list goes up and here come the kids, whining, demanding and begging. Why, all their screeching and squeaking rivals mine!”
"Ah declare," sniffed Tissue, "ah choose to enjoy this tahm of year, gives me the itch to travel from cahsmetics and pahper goods. Ah just love those adorable little noses and Ah don't mind all that sniveling and crahing. Besahds, you're just cranky becahse you didn't make the list this year.”
"What are you blubbering about you blowhard? Of course I did." pointed out Sharpener.
"Well Ahm afraid not this year. On mah way over ah had the chance to peek-a-boo-hoo- hoo at this years' list and, oh Ah think Ah need mahself, you and many of mah best school supplah friends didn't make it. Ah didn't see the whole list but…"
"'Did I make the cut?" worried Scissors.