I can be bronze, silver or gold. A reward for the swift, clever or bold. I'm also another word for prize wife, one that wants riches in her life.

I’m not alive, yet hold you tight, and keep you warm all through the night.

I have numbers but no voice, I have a face but no eyes. I can help you find the sum, But when I am upside down, I can speak in words. What am I?

Contrary to what my name suggests, I don't make nor receive calls, but I -DO- sit on your noggin.

I keep information behind you. My mouths are a plenty, they bind too. The knowledge I hold, Inside, in a fold. One strap for the bold. Jansport, mind you.