by altha-admin | Jun 5, 2012 | Articles
When I thought of the calm June Days at the end of my senior year at Torrance High School, I remembered Ms. Wagner so well. Earlier this year, preparing a "My Turn" piece for the local paper, I looked back on what it meant to be a good teacher, to...
by altha-admin | Jun 5, 2012 | Articles
I respect Dennis Prager’s notion that Jews as a rule argue with the Ruler of the Universe. I do not respect the notion that God merely succumbs to a petulant stand-off, like a wearied parent worn-out from explaining the obvious to an over-thinking teenager. Job the...
by altha-admin | Jun 5, 2012 | Articles
I did not want to be a teacher, as much as I wanted to be a lively personality, like my English teacher Mr. M. I really liked him. He seemed to be having so much fun doing what he was doing. Now that I consider it at length, I could never stand to be a teacher,...
by altha-admin | Jun 5, 2012 | Articles
I loved French. I was good at it. Since my eighth grade year, when I had discovered the quirky operas of French-German Jew Jacques Offenbach, I was singing and dancing French, at least when no one was watching. I was as good French student. My French teacher thought...
by altha-admin | Jun 5, 2012 | Articles
One mother I knew used to believe that having kids pushed a person out of childhood into adulthood. Nothing could be further from the truth. There is a higher incidence of kids having kids in this world. There is a growing element of adults who have not...
