On a recent Thursday afternoon Daylan Hairston stood outside a metal building scrubbing the inside of a car hood balanced on two sawhorses. Hairston, 19, is a senior at Victory Christian Academy, and has the good fortune of already knowing what he wants to do with his life. Daylan plans to work in the auto body shop of Art Johnson, a man who claims Hairston as his “adopted” grandson.
When I picked up a hitchhiker named John last Friday on Highway 82, I never dreamed what a stir he and I would cause in the community.
Flying in a military jet across far northern Canada one night, I encountered as brilliant a display of northern lights, or the aurora borealis, as I had ever seen that provoked both scientific and spiritual thoughts.
Lots of Mississippi school districts are in bad shape — 52 out of 152 are either ranked at risk of failing, or failing, according to the state Department of Education. 37 more are on the bubble. And for John Jordan, that means business is a-boomin’.
On Wednesday in Parkinson Hall on the Mississippi University for Women campus, Jim Hill presented a program called “The Secret Life of Stars”. The next evening in the same building the hip-hop artist Chuck D. offered a rambling discourse on music, politics and popular culture.
I write this with a heavy heart. My normal, optimistic demeanor has been sidetracked by the recent announcement by the Mississippi State Legislature to effectively kill the name change for our University. I am truly hopeful that the Mississippi University for Women will be able to survive as a standalone institution, but I am also realistic… and I know that our name is a tremendous hindrance on our ability to recruit students. The statistics are remarkable.
My drill sergeant comes by to make sure I’m not about to pass out every five minutes or so. It’s obvious to her that other than a couple months’ worth of early morning walks with my sister last year this is my first true workout in well over three years, and I’m struggling.
Late Friday morning I happened to be cruising west on Highway 82 out of Columbus when, on the side of the road, I saw a solitary figure with a bag at his feet and his thumb in the air.
A Facebook friend made the comment today that with the New Orleans Saints' win in the Super Bowl, the name Drew is sure to take off. Expectant moms and dads everywhere will be looking to impart some Drew Brees magic on their offspring.
Starting this month, the Columbus Police Department is putting a greater emphasis on serving outstanding warrants on subjects who are in violation of the law. This includes the numerous criminal warrants that have not been served and people who are in contempt of court in regard to unpaid fines.
Rep. Gary Chism told a story on a talk radio program a couple months ago, shortly after the governor released his proposed budget that called for The W to merge with Mississippi State University.
John Cohen is equal parts baseball coach and philosopher. At least that’s the impression I got listening to him speak to the Starkville Rotary Club Monday.
In an effort to make successful students out of all children, the American education system is thwarting and inhibiting the majority of students who must carry the heavy burden of disruptive, malcontented, students who destroy classroom discipline.
We often find ourselves choosing sides. Dogs or cats. Coke or Pepsi. New Orleans or Indianapolis. Jay or Conan.
Regarding your “Local Voices: Surviving the Next Three Months” editorial of Jan. 24, I sent the below e-mail to each/every Mississippi State Senator/Representative who serve on their respective chamber Education committee. I am writing to you today concerning the potential move/merger of the Mississippi School for the Arts [MSA] and the Mississippi School for Mathematics and Science [MSMS]. I am writing as (1) a Mississippi resident and constituent, (2) a parent, and (3) a graduate of the Mississippi public school system.
When it comes to Mississippi University for Women and this legislative session, no news is good news. And according to two local legislators, that might well be the case.
The wildly popular film “Avatar” takes us to the fictional alien planet Pandora, a place where all the plants and animals are bound, synoptically, as if the planet forms a single brain. Essentially, a leaf doesn’t fall off a tree without the rest of the planet knowing about it. When an animal dies, it lives on — or at least its essence does, there for all the other creatures to plug in and relive its presence.
Friday night was not one for counting flowers on the wall, smoking cigarettes or watching Captain Kangaroo.
We crossed another of those parenting milestones this week, and to our credit, we were smart enough to notice.
Forty years ago in Duluth, Minn., a 4-year-old boy and his family watched as Americans first landed on the moon. After that July afternoon in 1969, the boy, David Teske, would never quite be the same.
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