Thursday, March 30, 2017

Technological Inadequacy

Readers of my column are familiar with my ongoing struggle to keep up with the latest technology: my clumsiness with gadgets, my struggles to send text messages, upload digital...

No New Year’s Resolutions for Me!

Resolutions? Bah! Humbug! My New Year’s resolution is one that I cannot fail to keep, because my only resolution this year is not to make any more resolutions. This...

En France

Walking through Target the other day, I felt a sudden urge to make a beeline for the doll section — Bratz, to be specific, and I picked out an...

Biology, Genes, and Me

In my freshman honors biology class we are learning about the different stages of sexual and asexual reproduction. We’ve learned everything from meiosis to mitosis, chromosome replication, and everything...

Suburban Teen: Biology, Genes, and Me

In my freshman honors biology class we are learning about the different stages of sexual and asexual reproduction. We’ve learned everything from meiosis to mitosis, chromosome replication, and everything...

Stuck in the Middle

Katie gets everything and Will gets all the attention!” I was six years old when I said this. I still remember feeling so outraged because the baby once again...

Alcohol Won’t Make You Cooler

In eighth grade I was so excited for high school, being older and more sophisticated, and the thought of being invited to hipper parties was excruciatingly cool. Well, now...

Running Out of Gas

I’ll start my first column of the new year with a sheepish confession. For the first time in my life, I ran out of gas. Common sense will tell...

The New Racial Equation

The year before I entered as a freshman in the mid-1970s, there were race riots that put Morristown High School on the front page of the New York Times....

Starting High School

Two weeks ago, I embarked upon the beginning of a new and important era in my life: I became a high school student, entering as a freshman at West...

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The school district—like me—sits wobbling on the edge of a hole

Sometimes—like at a recent school board meeting—covering your hometown hits a little too close to home.