Starting them young

Originally posted July 5, 2017. A friend of mine recently posted on Facebook about her son’s concern that he won’t get into a good college if he doesn’t take four AP courses as a high school junior. (He’s taking two as a sophomore.)

I’m so old — how old are you? — that when I went to school, classes started after Labor Day and graduation was at the end of June.

If I wanted to play a sport, I signed up. If I wanted to be in an activity, I signed up.

And when school let out for the summer, that was the end of it until my parents said it was time to start school shopping.

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When I don’t want to read it … I don’t

I saw a word today that filled me with dread at the sight of it …

… “Caldecott.”

For the uninitiated, the Caldecott Medal is awarded annually by the Association for Library Service to Children “to the artist of the most distinguished American picture book for children,” but why would that, of all things, send a tiny chill up my spine?

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Strangely, my thoughts on studying aren’t in demand

Had the editors at The Wall Street Journal been so inclined, they could have had me write an article more than 25 years ago on why studying in shorter bursts is better than poring over books or notes for hours on end. Continue reading “Strangely, my thoughts on studying aren’t in demand”