Last Saturday, the Transom slipped under the black and red tents that shut down 62nd Street between Park and Madison Avenues for the Browning School’s 125th anniversary party, which was, specifically, an “adults-only affair.” Read More
With a looming budget crisis and massive public contracts overdue, it’s fair to expect that public school class sizes will continue to inflate even as classroom budgets will continue to be reduced. Still, it seems that an increasing number of parents who can afford private school are sending their kids to public school.
The U.S. Census Bureau reported that private school enrollment has steadily decreased over the past 15 years, down to approximately 10 percent of American students. Here in New York City, private school enrollment decreased by 25,000 to 416,000 from 2007 to 2010 and, in the last two years, has continued down to 403,000 in 2012, according to state Education Department estimates.
“In this city, parents say you have to start your kids in private school so they can go on to the next, and the next, and get into Harvard or Yale, and that is such a bunch of crap. If your kid’s dumb, going to a ‘good’ school isn’t going to get them into Harvard or Yale,” Sam O’Connor, a restaurateur who originally hails from Ireland, said. His 5-year-old son attends the Spruce Street School in the new Frank Gehry Tower at 8 Spruce Street. Read More
When Léman Manhattan Preparatory, located in the Financial District, sent 17-year-old Mikayla Barnett to China last year for her first trip outside of the U.S., the honor roll student felt that the country had lost touch with its culinary roots, allowing Westerners far too much influence over their food options.
“There were American fast food Read More
Last Monday, 250 people joined the Transom in Russell Simmons’s penthouse apartment in the Financial District, shaking snow and sleet off their fur coats and craning their necks to see over a wall of cameras. Mr. Simmons, the chairman of the Foundation for Ethnic Understanding, was hosting a ceremony to celebrate FFEU’s young leaders, and Read More
Materially speaking, Jermaine “Jay” Morrison wasn’t born with much. He had brains and personality, and his circumstances gave him drive. “We were really, really, really poor,” the New Jersey real estate broker told The Observer. “Shit was hard. Really, really, really hard.”
Growing up in Somerville, N.J., he could see just two ways out: one was crack, the other was cocaine, and at various times he tried selling both. At age 16, Mr. Morrison started peddling drugs, and soon discovered he had a knack for sales—to the tune of $100,000 a year, he claims.
“I would be on the street all night until 4 a.m.,” he told The Observer. “I remember, it was Christmastime and it was really cold outside. Slowly, every other guy would leave, until it was 3 in the morning and I was the last guy in the corner. I got all the business.” Read More