I support Caitlyn. I respect her journey and her story. And I am so, so proud stand behind her and watch her find her happiness. Welcome to the world, Caitlyn Jenner.
On May 27, 2015 I should have graduated from high school, but I did not. I am a dropout. Many would be disheartened to learn I was unable to accomplish something so simple, so necessary. But actually, I am fine.
Last week, I went back to Oberlin for my 50th reunion where much of the weekend was a celebration of our graduation ceremony in 1965, whose commencement speaker was Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Imagine what his prophetic voice might have accomplished had he lived into the 21st century.
The truth is that being gay isn't something I "do" privately. It's a part of who I am, and it has shaped how I view the world. It develops my understanding of the human condition and dictates the empathic interactions I have with each of my students.
As I watched everyone happily posting their kid's prom pictures and making their big college announcements, I was going through something completely different with my daughter. This was the last semester of my her high school career, and nothing was going according to plan.
So Chris Christie has decided to repudiate the Common Core. Big frickin' deal. Here are just a few of the reasons that his newly-discovered disdain for the standards is unimpressive, and unlikely to help save the fantasy of Christie running for President, ever.
From the first day I accepted the esteemed title of educator, I recall taking the hits from my peers and family members who were unable to take advantage of the same summer vacation schedule I inherited.
Imagine if instead of introducing ourselves by the number of years we have taught, we introduced ourselves as the number of students we have helped educate and prepare for life? How would the discourse surrounding public education change if we focused on these outcomes as opposed to simply a matter of attrition or number of years in the classroom?
Targeting corruption in prison education programs without targeting it elsewhere only serves to limit options for an already-disadvantaged population without solving any wider problems.
The average American college student graduates with several student loans with an average total balance of $29,000 in student loan debt. Each academic year, students need to reapply for new loans to cover the upcoming tuition and school related expenses.
Coding is having its 15 minutes of fame. Journalists regularly quote facts about the shortage of computer programmers in the U.S., entrepreneurs fund coding camps for low opportunity kids and even the President has given learning to code a thumbs up.
We live in an age of magical thinking. It is a time in which whatever confidence we have that there will be a future for humanity is promised through the wonders of technology wedded to the wonders of "the market."
It's a strange thing, I think, that the voice of people living with disabilities is so rarely heard loudly and clearly, and without judgement. It is even more rare, that so many people who do not consider themselves to have a disability, are so unaware of the thoughts and feelings that come with living with one.
Recently, a fascinating front-page article about a pioneering new approach to studying and ultimately curing mutations that cause cancer caught my eye. As I read further, I found that the piece was detailing work I had heard about, but in a more intimate context.
After graduation, student loan management is the last thing you want to think about. If you have landed your first full-time job, the reality of paying back your student loans is right around the corner. If you have been out several years, this is still an opportune time to learn more about your student loans and potentially save money.
This has to be an imagined interview. There were no open meetings with candidates where they were required to lay out their views about educational issues to the public.
As a first-generation Latina at a PWI Ivy League, feelings of isolation, uprootedness, and not belonging have become all too familiar.