Dear Anne, age 14: Stop looking in the mirror. Just stop. News flash: You’re still flat-chested. There’s nothing there. Zip, zilch, nada. You’re 4’11”. You barely weigh 90 pounds. Strangers think you’re 10. Mom sneaks you into movies at the under-12 price. You eat off the kiddie menu in restaurants….
Category Archives: Those strange creatures we call children
My students treat grammar as an exotic species of butterfly to be frozen and pinned on the page. They can label the type of sentence and all the bits and pieces with studied precision, fretting the difference between verb or verbal, or degrees of adjective and adverb. Thirteen-year-olds shouldn’t know…
Dear Parent: Yes, I have also noticed your son’s grade has taken a rather sudden and precipitous slide, going from an A- to a C- in just two short months. I’m sorry that I cannot agree with your prognosis that he’s struggling with the material, however. His skills are fine,…
A cyclist rear-ended by an SUV so hard he flipped onto his back and skidded 20 feet frets about the frantic driver, and whether the man will lose his license. A girl hides her stoner Dad’s stash and lies about his activities to the point where she develops amnesia and…
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