Ellie N. Bridge '17, a member of the second cohort of Harvard Teacher Fellows, teaches a 7th grade social studies class in Cambridge.
Should Bill Bartley have to leave the neighborhood, he will take a piece of its history with him. Yet his departure would be but one of many, part of a long, gradual erosion of the landmarks that have distinguished Harvard Square for many years. And as the face of the Square changes, small business owners have no choice but to confront a version of the neighborhood’s future that may no longer save space for them.
At Harvard and at elite Boston public schools, so-called “objective” metrics used in admissions may not deserve the name. The game of who gets in where is undergirded — and, to a certain extent, predetermined — by a complex ecosystem of devoted parents, well-paid tutors, and driven students.
Derrick A. Samuels and Rebekah E. Samuels have two children—a son at the John D. O'Bryant School of Mathematics and Science and a daugher at the Boston Latin Academy, two exam schools in the Boston Public School system.
Boston Latin Academy is one of Boston's most prestigious public schools, and one of three exam schools.
He takes a sip of ice water then leans forward, bracing his forearms against his knees and lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper: “But this is personal for anyone who has to deal with Comcast.”
"These are formative years, and these students are learning how to interact with others and are developing incredibly powerful understandings of themselves and the world around them that they carry with them for their entire lives."
A map fills the screen, its segments divided and labeled to represent Cambridge’s neighborhoods. Dashed blue lines bleed across West Cambridge and over Fresh Pond. “This is the floodplain,” Brown adds.
On a chilly March afternoon, weeks before the incident, FM met Cambridge Police Department Superintendent Christine A. Elow in her office. The space is just like any other career professional’s: kids’ drawings pasted on the walls, plaques and awards arranged tidily along the shelves. She’s the second highest ranking officer in the department and the first woman to ever hold her position. And she’s a local. She grew up in Cambridge, attended Cambridge public schools, and, after serving four years with the U.S. Navy, ended up back in her hometown with the CPD.
Remembering the deaths of Hill, Markel, and Gabay—three individuals whose time at Harvard overlapped—Vijayaraghavan writes that their elite educations did not protect them from gun violence. And yet, underpinning her statement is the curious assumption that their alma mater could have shielded them from bullets in the first place.
What you have to understand is that I don’t play football, but I’ve touched down everywhere. Likewise, I don’t play baseball, but I’ve hit a home run everywhere. I’ve been to countries and cities I can’t pronounce and places on the globe I didn’t know existed.
I clutch at my brakes, desperately trying to avert crisis. It is already too late: my front wheel impacts the first ridge at full speed, and I jolt forwards, nearly launching over the handlebars.