Word: backpacking
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...like the [Leverett Towers] courtyard better in the winter because you can have snowball fights, and sometimes if you throw a snowball at my dog, she'll catch it in her mouth and spit it out." -Elizabeth "We made a snowman and it was Keala-size...I carry this backpack to keep me safe." FM: What's in the backpack? "Snow pants." FM: What do they keep you safe from? LIST LIST "Snow!"-Alana Yang 5, Kirkland House (Keala, her sister, is two and a half...
During this past finals period, while trudging to Lamont with a sourcebook in my backpack and a lit cigarette in one hand (not that I smoke), I paused to glare at the closest thing to me--in this case, a kiosk. Even during this hibernation period of student activities, it was aglow with neon flyers. They all irked me. But what almost sent me over the edge was the way Jennifer Love Hewitt's face smirked at me from one of them...
...this little room, a man in a bright yellow Harvard sweatshirt sits and watches the closed-circuit monitor in front of him, which shows a teenage girl carefully peeling the security tags off two compact discs and slipping them into her friend's backpack...
Neither do an alarming number of her peers. In contrast to their overburdened counterparts in private and suburban schools, students in Boston's 11 public district high schools give homework such a low priority that many no longer bother to carry a backpack. Frustrated teachers say often only a handful of students turn in homework, making it nearly impossible to discuss course material. The Boston Globe reported that as many as 20% of teachers have, in response, simply stopped assigning homework. "Peculiar to urban high schools is the notion that homework is an imposition," laments Boston High English teacher Riza...
Tuesday, Feb. 10 From Tom To: Meg Don't get me started on this Cab recording thing. What about the cab driver? I am an adult. If I choose not to buckle my seat belt it's my own fault. If I forget my backpack or wallet I am a stupid cluck who deserves to lose them. But that poor fellow or gal who is trying to make a living by driving the same few square miles of Manhattan all day long, that person has to hear that thing a thousand times...