Cryin' to the Classics
By mich8la, Monday, February 6, 2012, 1 commentsA couple of weeks ago, I caught Eve Ensler, author of The Vagina Monologues, in an NPR interview. She was promoting her new book, I Am an Emotional Creature: The Secret Life of Girls Around the World. I've got issues with Eve's configuration of the "girl cell" (subject of a TEDtalk she gave at TEDIndia, also available online) but I'm on board with her rallying cry for all of us to live more compassionately and with greater vulnerability, to go by hard facts and the softer realities -- stories and relationships.
Can't Hold Me Down
By katemohler, Saturday, July 9, 2011Life is so full of distractions, it’s amazing that any of us make it from our bed in the morning back to our same bed at night. That full circle—based on good Christian values and healthy habits of course—can sometimes be elusive, especially when your life is as tricky as mine.
Manifesto for the American Woman
By toriberry, Sunday, July 3, 2011, 1 commentsI can pursue an education in any subject I wish, and have a career in any field.
I can wear anything I like.
I can say what's on my mind without fear.
I can participate in politics.
I can marry whom I wish, or not.
I can start a successful business and reap the rewards of my personal effort.
I can reasonably assume that I will live to know grandchildren.
I will never have to compro
School on Martin Luther King Jr. Day?
By ReneeCK, Friday, January 14, 2011, 7 commentsThe Atlanta Journal Constitution is reporting this morning that 2 Georgia counties are using Monday’s Martin Luther King junior holiday as a make up day for the week long school break due to snow and ice in my parts. It seems to have pissed of civil rights leaders.
"F" for Parent Involvement
By tialberry, Monday, December 13, 2010Closed? Really? It's Sunday!
By scarlett39, Monday, November 15, 2010, 2 commentsI, I am a reader. Gimme a book, I'll come through. Seriously, I've been an avid reader my whole life and something I find of tantamount importance to pass on to my sons. I have pretty strict rules about electronics (TV, computer, gaming) in my home as in none on school days and limited use on weekends. Mainly because a.) I like quiet and b.) children need to learn how to regulate themselves, learn their own biological rhythm and concentrate. The system works for us. Is it always peaceful with a group of boys 11, 10 & 7.9? Of course not.
America Behaving Badly
By ReneeCK, Wednesday, November 3, 2010, 2 commentsMy family and I are fans of the BBC show, Top Gear. The 3 hosts get vehicles in all shapes, sizes, speeds, and conditions and do unimaginable things with them.
We watched a season opener recently that was of particular interest to us. The hosts got flown to America to stage their antics. After races to cities that end in "shire" and challenges for Lords and actors with bad teeth, I was glad to think about seeing things and places I’d be able to identify with.
WORST. FIELD TRIP. EVER.
By rozwarren, Friday, October 22, 2010, 1 commentsSo this high school class is on a field trip to the local morgue. A girl spots a bottle with a brain in it. She reads the label. Turns out it’s her boyfriend’s brain. He’d been killed in a car crash the year before. Naturally she flips out. The word spreads through the school. The dead kid’s sister hears about it and falls apart. Her parents end up suing the morgue for stashing their son’s brain in a bottle and holding onto it instead of giving it to them promptly with the rest of his remains.
WORST. FIELD TRIP. EVER.
By rozwarren, Friday, October 22, 2010So this high school class is on a field trip to the local morgue. A girl spots a bottle with a brain in it. She reads the label. Turns out it’s her boyfriend’s brain. He’d been killed in a car crash the year before. Naturally she flips out. The word spreads through the school. The dead kid’s sister hears about it and falls apart. Her parents end up suing the morgue for stashing their son’s brain in a bottle and holding onto it instead of giving it to them promptly with the rest of his remains.
freedom to be
By FIKate, Tuesday, October 19, 2010I was a late 1970’s statistic. Like so many other children of my age at that time, I was a latch-key kid. When I was in the second grade, there was an elderly woman in our apartment building who kept an eye on my sister and me while we readied ourselves for school. But once out the door, we were solo. We walked to school, my nine year old sister in charge, day in and day out for the entirety of the year. Our after-school program was, on most days, a walk to a different house to be looked after by the mother of one of my sister’s classmates.







