Showdown with the clock

by Candice Navi I am Clarissa Dalloway. Or at least, I have a theory about how similar we are. For those of you who don’t know, Virginia Woolf’s novel “Mrs. Dalloway” is the best book I’ve read. If you haven’t read it, go do so now (my column can wait). But back to my theory. […]

Web of memories

By Julie Barzilay I remember my first day of seventh grade – it started out in Kate Benton’s office. I was supposed to report there for that strange concept of “Attendance,” which any H-W student will tell you is code for a free period, but which to a brand new scrub seemed highly complex. I […]