Trying to remember--was that the name of a monthly section in Reader's Digest? I think it was usually some kind of mini-disaster with an act of heroism to save the day.
Here, straight from the Dudley household is the morning's unfolding drama:
Son: [stomping downstairs and around the house] Where's my library book???!!!!
Mom: I don't know. Did you put it in your backpack?
S: NO!!!!! [now flinging things about as he looks]
Mom: [helps look] Did you turn it in ahead of time? Did you take it upstairs to read? Did your sister read it?
S: NO!! No no no! [stomping. Finds it under a pile of his own papers and sheepishly puts it in his backpack.] [Then, when all seems well, he starts tearing around again.] I didn't do my reading homework!!!!!
M: Well, write it down now.
S: But I need to read an hour!!!!
M: Why don't you write down the reading you did this weekend, then?
S: But that was for last week!
M: No, it was the weekend, so you can write it down for this week.
S: [to whom everything is black and white] No, that's LYING!!!!!
[Mom struggles a few more minutes to persuade him. He finally writes down the comic books he read over the weekend, and sits down to eat, all the while making grumping, whining noises. A few moments later, he hurls the milk container lid across the kitchen in frustration.]
Stay tuned until next week. Will the son overcome his low blood sugar and get his act together, or will his mother wring his neck before this can happen? You'll only know if I don't show up on your evening news...