The nearly 100 students who attend Sentinel Peak High School in the Flowing Wells Unified District are proof that the American high school system doesn’t work for everyone.
Fifty years ago the doors to Walter Douglas Elementary School opened to its first batch of students.
There was a lot of dressing up in my neighborhood — friends with homemade capes (or bath towels), colored hats from the zoo, cardboard-and-glitter crowns.
Call it the Hassle Maxim:
The hyperbolic are not inclined to hide their lights under a bushel basket.
I have this hypothetical bouncing around my head:
Middle schools are caldrons of antsy discombobulation.
Fall brings several benchmarks: the pumpkin farm, my annual baking imperative, the inevitable hopeful excursion into nature that ends with sunburn and the realization that it really is still hot, even though we wish it weren’t so.
A mass shooting — another mass shooting — hit the news this week, and any sense of shock is gone. Such rampant killing is no longer an anomaly. The disbelief has given way to inevitability. There is no sense of what the hell is happening to our world, no outrage that we have allowed a societ…
The Tucson Unified School District Governing Board is considering changes to how students are accepted for admission to the district’s flagship school, University High. Suggestions to take a fuller measure of a student and broaden the criteria are smart and more equitable to students, and sh…
Beth Jacobs stopped midway through telling her life story and stood to greet the woman who just entered the church rec room. Beth smiled to her and spoke softly:
Sen. John McCain is everywhere. In Syria, in the White House — well, visiting the White House — and, from time to time, even in Arizona.
Imagine being a boy without a home. A place to sleep for the night, yes, but no real home. Being on the move so often his belongings are carried in a plastic bag.
We’re going to be talking about sex, so let’s just get this out of the way first:
A petition drive promoted to “stop Obamacare in Arizona” will not keep Arizona from following the federal health-care law.
It began innocently enough.
Life would be so much easier if we didn’t have to actually do the jobs we say we want. I’d like to be a dairy-goat farmer. Goats are fantastic. They have a sense of humor, and few creatures are as unrelentingly joyous as a bouncy baby goat.
If knowledge is power, then Tucsonans have a decision to make.
It's safe to say that no public school in Arizona has ever suffered from the Legislature's too-bountiful largesse. Quite the opposite.
Our most valuable commodity is time.
This is the thing about public schools. They exist to educate kids. But that's tilting at windmills if other basic problems - food, shelter, clothing, safety - aren't addressed.
I have this fantasy: Every elected official in Arizona, particularly those in the Legislature, spends two weeks straight as a substitute teacher in a public school whose students live in poverty - a place like Walter Douglas Elementary School.
Roots reach deep at Walter Douglas Elementary School.
'American" doesn't mean "white." But before we get to that, a quick detour.
Looking around at the folks gathered at a good friend's home for a potluck dinner and a clear view of the fireworks on Independence Day, the inevitable question arrived:
Some family is created through relation, some through love.
So it turns out that the Equal Rights Amendment had nothing to do with laundry detergent.
Let's talk about the rapists. Conversations, including in those in Congress, about how to get thousands of military women who have been sexually assaulted to believe, despite ample evidence to the contrary, that their accounts will be heard and addressed with justice skips an elemental part …
Connecting the dots of decisions made and circumstances encountered may be an exclusively human experience. We crave meaning, resolution, a storyline that helps us, at a certain point in our lives, look back and take account.
Lumping people into categories isn't a new invention. In high school it was jocks, preps, burnouts, rockers, potheads, soshies - and, if, like me, you're from St. Louis, you have to include hoosiers (which has nothing to do with Indiana and everything to do with mullets).
Few words are worth less in the campaign to make our communities safer from gun violence than "But it wouldn't have prevented …"
It's amazing how inanity can pierce through amplified sound. The whispers, and then the emboldened blah blah blahs must possess some kind of special audio frequency.
I'm following the ever-so-straight line that Arizona Rep. David Gowan has so helpfully drawn for the public, connecting the dots straight from health-care to coiffures.
When Boston was attacked and limbs went flying, people who thought their day would be spent watching runners cross the finish line found themselves on an unwanted journey.
Too many senators support easy access to guns for criminals and people who are dangerously mentally ill.
The wedding was a few weeks away. It was a quiet moment in our four-person news bureau.
Not that long ago I was just a happy-go-lucky person making my way through life.
We've come to the distraction part of the gun "debate." Look over there! It's a bird, it's a plane, it's Mark Kelly doing something!
We've perfected traveling through time and space without leaving our seats. Sitting side-by-side, our molecules are close to one another, but we're miles and galaxies away. It's always been that way, but back then we called it imagination.
First, a short quiz. We're going to do a quick word-find exercise using the Arizona academic standards for K-12 in social studies.
Kids know that to get things done, you have to accept that you can't do it alone. And you have to ask.
Barring any last minute "miracles" to call off this Congress-inflicted fiasco, automatic federal budget cuts will kick in. The reductions total $1.2 trillion spread over nine years. The first cuts will be $85 billion by the end of September.
John McCain can't run away from John McCain, though he tries.
People call newsrooms to share. A complaint about a story, a compliment, a question on anything from "why doesn't my TV show the game?" to "why won't Politician X call me back?"
I have this fear that the headline on my obit will read: "One-legged journalist kicks the bucket."
"My problem with background checks is that you'll never get criminals to go through background checks," NRA frontman Wayne LaPierre said Wednesday at a Senate Judiciary Committee hearing on preventing gun violence.
Please excuse me a moment. I need a hanky. No, no. I'm OK. Just need a second to freshen up.
Editor's note: Sarah Garrecht Gassen's column now appears Thursdays.
The right to own a gun includes the right to destroy that gun. That's as American as apple pie.