Tagged: Boston University

Summertime in the City

It’s 2:45am the night before my first day as a summer associate. As I lie in the tiny room I’m subletting in the West Village, unable to sleep, I hear a tenor saxaphone on the street below soulfully playing “Summertime.” What a fitting way to start out my summer in the city, I think. After […]

Reading Between the Bars

My most prized possessions are books. Though my computer is my most expensive possession, followed by my bed and my couch, I wouldn’t think twice about discarding all three items if I had to, say, move across the country or update my laptop for a job. But my books, as inexpensive as they might be […]

Trial Advocacy

This case is about a tragic accident. An honorable man, distracted by uncharacteristic personal troubles, took less care than usual with his gun and tragically paid with his life . . . As I deliver my closing arguments before my Trial Advocacy class, I might as well be on stage. Though my hand is faintly […]

Why Law School is Better Than a Junior High Wrestling Match

This is the image printed on one of my favorite tee shirts. I’m not a connoisseur of clever shirts and clichés, but I do appreciate ones that fit me, and this one does. Especially lately, and not just because I’ve shed a few excess holiday pounds. The reason for my optimism:  after completing three semesters […]

Notes from the (Finals) Underground

“Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering, and that is a fact. There is no need to appeal to universal history to prove that; only ask yourself, if you are a man and have lived at all. As far as my personal opinion is concerned, to care only for well-being seems to me […]

Tongue Tied

Most of us law students love to hear our own voices. We are former debaters, mock trial masters, model U.N. buffs, and armchair analysts who attended law school in part, I suspect, because we believed we could use our loud mouths and over-zealous opinions to make a living—and, in many cases, to make a difference. […]

The Unbearable Lightness of Being in Law School

Tonight, on the eve of my twenty-seventh birthday, while pumping away on a stationary bike at the gym, I finished reading Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being, a novel in which characters perceive life in varying degrees of lightness or heaviness. The book, my impending birthday, and the grunting of undergrad weightlifters in much better […]

Waiting for Superman

Watching the film last Thursday took me back to my first days as a teacher. I was a twenty-two-year-old from Kansas, equipped with little more than a bachelor’s degree, a six-week teaching boot camp, and a naïve desire to save the world. My task: reach and teach five periods a day of high energy, low-performing […]