June 17, 2005 |
My Girl Adventures With a Teen in Training Karen Stabiner Little, Brown: 270 pp., $23.95 * Must raising an adolescent girl necessarily be heartbreaking? This question is at the center of "My Girl," a stirring narrative by journalist Karen Stabiner focusing on her experiences as her daughter Sarah moved into early adolescence.
September 15, 2002
To the editor: While I appreciate the attention given to my book, "All Girls: Single-Sex Education and Why It Matters" (Book Review, Sept. 8), I would like to correct an error that led the reviewer to suggest a conflict of interest on my part. She writes that at "the end of that year" of research I "had enrolled [my] own daughter at Marlborough." In fact, we did not even apply to Marlborough until two years later, for entrance into the class that began three years after I undertook my research.
September 8, 2002 |
In the 1990s, a slew of new studies showed that adolescent girls were in crisis. Something strange happened to girls when they reached their teens. They went from having confidence and good grades to becoming silent, self-doubting, subpar students. One of the popular theories at the time was that teachers inadvertently favored boys in the classroom. Some parents responded by sending their daughters to all-girls' schools.
April 13, 1997 |
Breast cancer is the devil's toy. It is capricious, ruthless and as of this writing, still out of control. I know this first hand. Nearly five years ago on a perfect June morning, I sat across from a kindly doctor who started lobbing unmentionable words to me. "Tumor." "Chemotherapy." "Mastectomy." "Reconstruction." In seconds, my sunny world went dark and ugly. My husband, whose kindness and quick wit help keep my world bright, slumped in his chair, his jaw slack. There were no words.
December 4, 1994
What a blessing for Karen Stabiner that she can approach dining out as "an adventure" ("Whining and Dining," Oct. 30), that she can trust the chef to make her taste buds happy and not leave her with an after-meal hangover. For many business travelers like myself, eating out is anything but an adventure. Finally, after years of bloating, belching and indigestion from overindulging in fine eating establishments, I have learned to eat to nourish my body and not abuse it. I was beginning to think that restaurateurs had awakened to the fact that many life-threatening diseases result from overindulging our bodies.
April 3, 1994
My generation, raised on the same pernicious fairy tales writer Karen Stabiner ("A Suitable Mom," March 6) criticizes, has, tragically, internalized their messages, which demonize mothers and laud dragon-slaying princes. We've stayed away from active motherhood in droves and gone out, instead, to slay our own dragons. Thus, with a work-oriented mindset, Stabiner chronicles her stint as a stay-at-home mom by listing accomplishments. This is like evaluating a poem by counting words.