generations

In late June, I found myself jammed into a small Belmont restaurant, surrounded by strangers while watching a World Cup soccer match. The air was thick with anticipation, and every available inch of floor space was claimed by fans pressed shoulder-to-shoulder. Every…

I write this column in the throes of “Maycember,” that hectic time of year when every minute of every day feels spoken for. If you’re a parent of school-age children, you’ve got concerts, plays, sporting events, award ceremonies, and graduations. Here in…

Attending Belmont High School feels a bit like a monthly subscription. Although public school is supposed to mean free education, our high school is set up like a “freemium” service, where the best features are locked behind a paywall. Whether it’s on…

It happened again. I was sitting in my 11th grade English class last month when an announcement came over the intercom: “We are entering shelter-in-place,” a deep, urgent voice warned. I was immediately spooked. So was most of the class. My teacher…

It’s late, and I’m lying down in bed with my phone inches away from my face, scrolling endlessly. Story after story pops up. A headline screams about violence and war. A mother cries on my screen, talking about how she cannot afford…