I don't know about you, but when I was in grade school I completed all of my assignments by hand. I remember sitting around a large table with my other classmates, reading sentences out loud, or solving math problems and writing our answers down on a piece of wide-ruled notebook paper with a No. 2 pencil.
It's truly priceless to watch your child as he recounts --with sparkling eyes--the little adventures and situations that made him laugh at school that day.
This is pretty much how every single homework experience has gone since she started getting homework in kindergarten. Somehow, the prospect of homework liquefies my daughter's body and she melts into a puddle onto the floor.
Middle school was not one of the highlights of my childhood. It was when I was the last of my gal pals to start wearing a bra. It was when the teachers compared me to my genius older brother.
Come September, forget what you once enjoyed in your free time. You like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain? That's nice, dear, but no one cares.
For 59 seminarians and recent grads who traveled both across the street and across the country, the end of the summer meant either a return to school to finish a master's degree, or the beginning of new expressions of ministry.
No need to stow the luggage just because school is back in session. The more affordable back-to-school shoulder season is an ideal time to travel for many reasons: fewer crowds, lower temperatures and better deals on kid-friendly hotels and attractions.
States and districts should do all they can to prepare students for the new standards ahead of time, and to continue supporting students throughout the school year. There are several strategies that schools and communities can take to smooth this transition.
My Facebook feed is filled with parents celebrating back to school and here I am feeling like I just received a sentence to 9 months of torture. I can't be the only parent that feels this way?!?! No offense to all the hard working teachers, school administrators but frankly, back to school sucks!
Losing my two boys at such a young age was devastating, and in our journey for answers we discovered that there was very limited understanding on cardiomyopathy in children and no support services for families affected by the disease. With this realization, my husband and I knew something had to be done to address the unmet needs of the disease.
In June I heard from a young woman. She was graduating from high school, and her parents sent me a notice of her accomplishment. It had been almost 18 years since I last saw them in my office, suddenly expectant parents after having tried fruitlessly to have a child for so long.
Greatness may not be able to be taught, but it can be shown. While you've been reading about back to school sales and traffic reports, let's all work together to ensure that this back to school season helps our children and our country reach greatness.
If you can't rely on proximity, what or who can you rely on? The tried and true works best and a mother from 372 B.C. offers a valuable lesson for today's parents.
For whatever reason, the gods of morning madness have been smiling upon me these past few weeks. And like any good cynic, I keep waiting for the bottom to fall out.
I didn't do "Dad" this back-to-school season. I'm definitely extremely busy at work these days, but I still have this hollow feeling like I should be doing something else.
It was this weird rush. Like everything that I wasn't was suddenly brought to my eyes all at one time. There I stood in the store, looking for a gift...