Stories in Education that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Why You Should Visit Grad Schools Before Applying
Grad school is an investment. Even if you land a great scholarship, you’re still investing your time. Yet for most of us, it’s an investment of both time and money.
I raised $10,000 for my autonomous education during a pandemic
In 2016, I joined a sciences, technologies, engineering, and maths program in the middle of 4-year university. Overtime, I became sick, overworked, tired, and decided that I didn’t want to go directly into a PhD program as the STEM program required.
Marian wasn’t looking for help for her daughter. She’d given up hope. Christy had arrived in this world the same year my debut novel was published, and Marian and I often joked about the two of us having given birth at the same time. Christy was a lovely child, with a good heart, sharp intelligence, and–unfortunately—a troublesome learning disability.
No Subject Line
“These young people” I sighed after reading the second request for an extension. The e-mail messages came in weeks before the first day of class and before the student even saw the syllabus. I reply politely, make sure I can log in to all the University’s systems and start writing my presentations. Later in the day I commiserate on Facebook with my fellow college instructors about how annoying these young people are; were we like that or did our teachers like us because we weren’t like that? How long will it take for these shenanigans to go from amusing to downright enraging? Its all fun and games, until a parent starts to stalk you because their brilliant child is barely earning a C in the course.
One Skill That All The Teachers I Have Met Lack
I’m a diligent student putting in constant effort to get good marks in my school in India. Our summer vacations are over, and the new academic session has started today. Due to the tremendously devastating second wave of COVID-19 in India (and the expectancy of the third wave), it is my second tough year of online lectures.
Editing Your Language Quirks
Recently struggling to polish my prose, an outline emerged from the word salad, a problem. I was repeatedly creating sentences which sounded good to me but were lousy English. These bastards finished with all the action, the accent, the “oomph” at their tail ends. My heritage language had stepped on my English; I had been writing with a German word order. Once I understood why I wrote this way, I stopped doing it.
How Vocal+ Fills My 'School Days' Void
School Days The pencils to sharpen. The textbooks to carry. The lockers to decorate. The bleachers to kiss under. The bell to wait for. The bus to shit talk on.
Teaching English in China
I look around. All the Chinese students are sitting up watching me. This shouldn’t be too hard. After all, English is my native language. Also, I stayed up till 2:00 last night in my tiny apartment with its kitchen smelling of mould to prepare this lesson.
How to Cope With Post-Grad Depression
Graduating from college is supposed to be an exciting time. Finally, exams are behind you, and you have your whole life ahead of you — you’re ready to make the most out of it. Well, unless you have post-graduation depression. Post-graduation depression might not be an official diagnosis like clinical depression, but it’s a real thing.
The Day I Cried in College
As an artist, I often tell people that one of the scariest things I do on a regular basis is to walk into a shop, show my art to the proprietor and ask if they are willing to sell it. I’ve talked myself into doing this scary thing many times, but it’s still nerve-wracking. One of the scariest things I have ever done in my life, though, was to walk into our local community college and ask for directions to the registration office. On my last day of high school more than forty years earlier, I had walked out promising myself I would never set foot in a classroom again.
Teaching is My Craft
When I got my first teaching placement, my husband's grandmother, who had taught for more than thirty years in her day, gave me two things: a long sit-down talk full of her best advice and a pair of pink, razor sharp Fiskars scissors.
For Kids With GIANT Dreams Who Dare to Act on Them
Kids have a special place in my heart. Sparkles in their eyes are real. Their thoughts are genuine. Their emotions are raw. Their ideas are ambitious. We rarely give them true opportunities to act on those ideas, so in pursuit of my own happiness, I set my mind on creating a space for kids with GIANT dreams who dare to act on them! I called it The GIANT Room...