I worked as a learning specialist at a day school for a decade, teaching students with learning disabilities how to successfully navigate the rigorous academic landscape. Be sure to take special note of the past tense in that sentence.
I fully realize that the days are gone when students applied to merely five or six colleges, but 15? Looking into it, I discovered that submitting 15 applications is probably not too far off the norm for college-bound students these days.
The existence of the metal detectors is a constant irritant to the Black and Latino students who attend these schools, a repeated statement about their second-class educational citizenship, and a reminder of police repression of minority youth and the school-to-prison-pipeline that infects American society.
Today, I'm a stay-at-home-mom of three boys under the age of 7. My karaoke machine died a long time ago, and even though I wept at its funeral, I realized that it was its time to go. There is no place for a karaoke machine in a home full of animals, I mean young boys.
During the course of my travels, I am always intrigued by end-of-the-road destinations. I'm not talking about the type of dead ends you accidentally come across in a city. I'm talking about the places you actually seek out.
Those years between 13 and 18 certainly weren't easy, were they? It's amazing that we got through them. Some of us got through them relatively unscathed, while others are still self-conscious about the very issues that we got teased about back then
According to an old saying, you are what you eat. Since I am full of baloney, I eat what I am. Unfortunately, I don't know what to eat these days -- especially bologna, which means I am out to lunch -- because I am on three different diets.
These aren't the only questions that matter right now, but they're a good place to start. Just remember that your job is not to find the right answers. It's to find the right answers for you.
All paths lead to the mountaintop, and every teacher of Shakespeare has his or her way of teaching his plays. This is the first in a series of articles that explore one teacher's suggestions to high-school students for reading his plays. These articles are addressed to students, but teachers also may find them of interest, as may the general reader.
Creativity is simply having a wide range of specific interests and activities and finding ways to combine them to communicate better, help people, or solve problems.
Maybe we're not meant to ever find out if we, too, can create a lasting, positive impression on the people we meet while traveling. But that doesn't mean that we should ever stop trying.
Seventeen was a rite of passage. Not yet on our own, but full of force, promise and independence, ensconced in a still-present safety net of support. Friendship was abundant, fierce and fiery. Disappointments permeated, but fun prevailed. When else in our lives do all of these forces converge with such fervor?
The motivation was fear induced and devoid of a plan. I wasn't learning for the sake of learning. I was learning so my mom wouldn't yell. Not exactly fostering natural curiosity.
Malcolm X faced the kind of racial determinism that many students of color have become accustomed to today. Proponents of high stakes testing resurrect such determinism, presumably without the racial overtones, by reducing students, their hopes and dreams for the future, to test scores.
In my hometown of Wendell, Idaho, the annual combined class reunion includes graduates from the past 60 years. All ages come together to reminisce, shake their heads at the rambunctious youngsters, and moan about the loss of the playground equipment.
This is a time of agonized waiting for many high school seniors. They have submitted their college applications and supporting materials. Now their fate lies in the hands of admissions officers who are busily reading through applications.