Do Something About It

Fourteen months ago I wrote an essay that appeared on Gawker.com as a response to the Newtown shootings. I wanted people to know what it felt like to be shot while you were at elementary school, as I was subject to a drive-by shooting at my elementary school in 1995 orchestrated by teenagers—teenagers that actually […]

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Home School

Every mother, every father, every person, judges everyone else. That’s just the way we do. I don’t think that’s necessarily bad. We live in a competitive society and being successful does actually mean that sometimes we see each ourselves in a pretty damn fantastic light and others in a dimmer one. So am I being […]

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Human Resources

One at a time, I diligently pulled the push pins out of the sides of my cubicle walls. I was revered in this office for the colors and personality that my tiny space contained. Photos of my family and friends, doodles and drawings, flowers perpetually perched on my desk. Figurines, model cars, books, lamp light […]

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Scale, Education and The Internet

One way to consider issues of scale for education and connections for youth is to think about ways in which the Internet can be used to its fullest potential. Though there aren’t many educational organizations that do this, Internet based programs thrive in other industries and they are important to consider when we think about […]

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Structures Surprise

Well I did it.  I made it through a term of graduate school as a mother of an infant.  I didn’t do it gracefully, but I did do it successfully.  My biggest worry this term was passing Structures.  We’re told the structures series is the hardest two courses we will take in architecture school.  I […]

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The Field We Promise

Stephanie was my student. I helped to teach her Writing class, in an elective offered through her suburban public school. Stephanie was sixteen when I met her, and eighteen when we parted ways. Her writing was flimsy when we began, and with many iterations of feedback, suggestions and support, it got markedly better the first […]

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The Other R-word

Renewal, rebirth, and regeneration are all words we throw around this time of year. For me though, this time of year brings a strange heavy and dragging feeling of unbridled anger, a dash of depression, and a thunderous wave of resentment over the last nineteen years. The last time I saw my father I was […]

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