Ask students what they like best about history class and they’ll probably say debates, simulations or discussions. But time spent on these creative and unstructured activities may soon dwindle.
At least ten Whitman students searched the parking lot for their vehicles to no avail Tuesday, March 19. (continue reading…)
Ask students what they like best about history class and they’ll probably say debates, simulations or discussions. But time spent on these creative and unstructured activities may soon dwindle.
For the past year and a half, I’ve skidded through the academic maelstrom of AP’s and college apps, working myself until I was sick (quite literally), taking a mental health day and then repeating the process.
Take a look at the lower right corner of your driver’s license and look for a little red heart. If it’s there, it means you decided at the MVA to become an organ donor.
Why do we roll our eyes at poetry? Why did we need the anonymity of Whitman Compliments to speak our hearts to those we see every day? And what’s up with “thrift shopping?”
I was one of millions of Americans deeply saddened by the events that unfolded in Newtown, Conn. Dec. 14. I have two younger siblings whom I love very dearly, so the tragedy hit close to home.
We all know the feeling: that mix of euphoria and relief when you walk in the room and see a substitute standing at the front of the class. Whether a strict sub, a competent overseer or a relaxed retiree, you know you’re in for a period of talking or napping.