Word: minding
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...nationally standardized benchmark against which admissions officers may quickly garner a rough idea of an applicant’s comparative academic ability. As long as admissions committees are aware of the test’s limitations and interpret scores with the applicant’s socioeconomic background in mind, considering test scores may greatly expedite what would otherwise be an unmanageably complex admissions process. To be sure, in an ideal world, colleges would not have to rely on scores at all when evaluating applicants. This is a luxury Harvard has—the College has a large admissions committee that...
...suit on the condition that she limit her vocabulary to one word. “General Mills didn’t really allow me to speak—I just went ‘Woohoo!’ when people poked my stomach,” she said. Never mind that the idea of a 6-foot-tall Doughboy with a mind of its own is vaguely alarming. “Some people said I was creepy,” said Lin. “Especially when I started walking—people said that was really scary...
...Harvard Graduate School of Education and the author of “The Jim Dilemma: Reading Race in Huckleberry Finn,” said yesterday that books should never fall under such censorship. “To censor is to shut down a child’s mind,” she said in a telephone interview yesterday. Chadwick, who has worked with schools on teaching books that some people deem as too controversial, added that thought-provoking books don’t actually cause the problems that some people fear they...
...Taste of Culture, will not ask for a reading, saying she already has a great life. So, if you’re having paralyzing doubts about your concentration or panicking because that English degree is looking pretty useless, FM recommends a trip down Mass Ave. Just keep in mind that when you pay $35 for a tarot card reading or $50 for a look into a crystal ball, you aren’t paying for truth: do not worry, though. You’ll get the reassurance you’re looking for and, if all goes well, that sense...
...love winning. I even expected them to win. Our playoff loss in 2006 to the St. Louis Cardinals was a fluke. Surely we would win this year. And we were winning-for the longest time. And then we were losing-spectacularly, with such garish determination that it brought to mind... the 1962 Mets. I embraced the ugliness of the slide, the entropy-propelled avalanche of awfulness. Well, maybe I did suffer a little. But it was a cathartic temps perdu suffering. Immaturity restored, I can now spend the autumn spitefully, rooting against the Yankees, awaiting the false promises of spring...