No matter how many times I tell myself that I will not write another sappy column reminiscing about my school days, I cannot resist penning this piece about graduation.
The time has surely flown by for me.
Change is hard. This may seem like a cliché, but it is still true.
The government has a responsibility to keep kids safe.
Let's be frank: More than 200 local residents will lose their jobs due to city and county budget cuts over the next few months.
Streakers and clothed crazed fans everywhere - beware! What was once considered a good-spirited prank is now a criminal act.
"O Day of days when we can read! The reader and the book, either without the other is naught."
When we think of forests, majestic trees, precious wildlife, and clean, fresh air might come to mind. We probably don't think about the water we drink.
The good citizens of Iceland have two mega-problems this spring. One is their economic and banking situation, which is still in something close to meltdown mode. I cannot fathom finances and economics, so I'm in no position to really follow that part of the current and dreary Icelandic saga.
There has been a car accident and one student lies on the hood of the car covered in "blood." As I stand there watching, firefighters use the Jaws of Life to pry open the doors of the car, while students nearby act seemingly unfazed by their screaming classmate and unconscious friend being carried off to safety. The students know this is not real. They know it is their school's year to host the Every 15 Minutes drunk driving educational program, but their classmates are in that car screaming and covered in blood and I did not see one person ...
Most of the time I can convince myself that I have a young perspective on society and life in general. But then something happens that makes my generational gap as obvious as an elephant in the room. That something happened last week when President Barack Obama and Russian President Dmitry Medvedev signed a nuclear weapons reduction treaty.
It seems I can't escape discussion of Sarah Palin and her upcoming visit to CSU Stanislaus anywhere I go. As a student at California State University, Stanislaus (go Warriors!) I constantly overhear other students talking about Palin in class. Work is even worse because my coworkers and editor discuss Palin, the CSU Stanislaus Foundation and the Public Records Act ad nauseam.
Numerous polls have shown a decline in U.S. public concern about climate change over the last two years.
"Diplomacy has failed," Sen. Chuck Schumer, D-N.Y., told AIPAC, "Iran is on the verge of becoming nuclear and we cannot afford that."
Sometimes it is hard for adults to understand how difficult it is to be a teenager. I think part of the problem is the tendency for all people to view the past through rose-colored glasses. Just ask anyone over the age of 35 about their high school days, and you will probably hear a list of why schools were better back then. "Back in the day" - whichever decade a person went to school - always had better football and basketball teams, less drugs and violence and students all got As.
A good friend of mine, Phil Alfano, Superintendent of Patterson Schools, has created an exceptional collaborative model between education, business, economic development and government to prepare young people for jobs in the growing logistics industry in Patterson. This past week a group of educators and businesspeople traveled with Phil to Southern California to check out the Norco Logistics Center, a similar collaborative in Riverside County. On the way back to Stanislaus County, Alfano spoke to a group in Kern County to share his experiences building the coalition in Patterson. Imitation is the greatest form of flattery. Phil is working directly ...
Water. Wheat. Railroad. Prosperity. These are the words at the feet of the Central Park statue that honors one of Turlock's earliest farmers and our city's founder, John Mitchell.
Berkeley doesn't want you to smoke.
There is a fine line between being cautious and paranoia.
Get ready. The drought just became real for millions of our fellow Californians. They're going to start asking more questions about water use. For our part, farmers need to be ready to address those questions, honestly and forthrightly.
Once upon a time in a quaint little place called California a young person between 16 and 17 years of age could get an entry level job with ease.
It's easy to take a sports story, give it the Disney treatment and get an entire theater full of people clapping at the end.
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