By Michele (Friese) Stephens ’83 When Flintridge Sacred Heart Academy‘s religion department announced that a trip to Italy was in the works, I immediately signed my daughter Hannah up. Now mind you, she was an incoming freshman, and I knew I would hear, “I am not going if none of my friends are going.” Sure enough, … Read more…
As citizens of the digital age, our lives are increasingly dependent on technology— we cannot leave the house without our smartphones and if our WiFi connection is not strong enough, chaos ensues. However, the more we rely on our phones and computers, fewer people actually understand the principles that drive technology. My journey from an … Read more…
This weekend I took my nine-year old niece to the Central Library in Los Angeles. She needed sources for a research report on the Great Wall of China. I was relieved to see that the assignment was decently constructed, though perhaps a bit out of date (the bibliography page showed a formula for a CD-Rom). … Read more…
I never understood what people meant when they described events as bittersweet until, to the tune of “Pomp and Circumstance,” I found myself dressed in a long white graduation gown, walking carefully down a red carpet to receive my high school diploma. This signified the end of my time in the the all-girls environment at Flintridge Sacred Heart … Read more…
Click. Clack. Click. BANG BANG BANG! Click. Clack. BANG BANG! Students rushed to their classes in the shadow of the construction site. The noise had bathed the school for nine months, becoming as normal as the view of Los Angeles from the classroom windows. I viewed the progress of Flintridge Sacred Heart Academy’s up and … Read more…