Matthew Levin-Nussbaum considers himself “a procrastinator who truly wants to learn.” In class, he is “all in.” In terms of academics, he is “a historian who enjoys the social sciences, and,” as he says with a sheepish shrug, “much to [his] disgrace and embarrassment, Mr. Scalfano has gotten [him] slightly interested in poetry.” Matthew hangs his head. “It's awful,” he smiles.
Owen Mortner (Cambridge, MA) and Katia Dermott (Old Fort, NC) both participated in writing programs this summer where their work was published.
By Jill Hutchins, Dean of Enrollment Management
In my opinion, Family Weekend is the best Dublin School event held each year other than Graduation! This past weekend did not disappoint, as we had spectacular Fall weather and the largest attendance of families ever! We have the best families and it is always a pleasure to put on this weekend for you!
Dublin hosted Rocky Hill School, a high-level, gifted NEPSAC team on a cold, rainy day on upper field. Dublin's strategy was to fire shots on goal in the slippery conditions, and charge the net for second-chance opportunities. A shot from Ben Simon (New York, NY) in the first half trickled out of the keeper's grasp, nearly resulting in a goal. Ben also stepped up to play outside back later in the game. He successfully cleared a dangerous corner kick and made several other critical defensive stops. Rocky Hill also had multiple chances in the first half, pinging one shot off the crossbar and having several more stopped by Joe DuPont-Roche (Peterborough, NH).
Dublin, NH has been a center for intellectual and artistic endeavor for almost 150 years. This is one in a series of articles exploring this heritage.
From a letter written by Mark Twain on October 9, 1905.
Last January, when we were beginning to inquire about a home for this summer, I remembered that Abbot Thayer had said, three years before, that the New Hampshire highlands was a good place. He was right - it was a good place. Any place that is good for an artist in paint is good for an artist in morals and ink.
Paint, literature, science, statesmanship, history, professorship, law, morals - these are all represented here, yet crime is substantially unknown.
The summer houses for these refugees are sprinkled a mile apart among the forest-clad hills, with access to each other by firm smooth country roads which are so embowered in dense foliage that it is always twilight in there and comfortable. The forests are spiderwebbed with these good roads, they go everywhere. But for the help of guideboards, the stranger would not arrive anywhere.
The village - Dublin - is bunched together in its own place but a good telephone service makes it markets handy to all those outliars. I have spelt it that way to be witty. The village executes orders on the Boston plan - promptness and courtesy.
The summer homes are high perched, as a rule, and have contenting outlooks. The house we occupy has one. Monadnock, a soaring double hump, rises into the sky at its left elbow - that is to say, it is close at hand. From the base of the long slant of the mountain the valley spreads away to the circling frame of the hills, and beyond the frame the billowy sweep of remote great ranges rises to view and flows, fold upon fold, wave upon wave, soft and blue and unworldy, to the horizon fifty miles away.
In these October days Monadnock and the valley and its framing hills make an inspiring picture to look at, for they are sumptuously splashed and mottled and betorched from skyline to skyline with the richest dyes the autumn can furnish. And when they lie flaming in the full drench of the midafternoon sun, the sight affects the spectator physically, it stirs his blood like military music. ...
It is claimed that the New Hampshire highlands is exceptionally bracing and stimulating, and a fine aid to hard and continuous work. It is a just claim, I think. I came in May and wrought 35 successive days without a break. It is possible that I could have done it elsewhere. I do not know. I have not had any disposition to try it before. I think I got the disposition out of the atmosphere this time. I feel quite sure, in fact, that this is where it came from.
By Mia Brady '18
On October tenth we heard from Michelle about her love of rowing. She showed us how to stay motivated even when things get tough. Her love of the sport was easily recognizable through the way she talked. Michelle opened up about how her rowing career hasn’t been easy, but how with the support of people who want to see her succeed, she has excelled in the boat and out of it.
Over the summer, while most of the student body was hardcore binge watching Netflix, Michelle was being put to work at an intense rowing camp. When thinking about her senior presentation, the initial idea was to show the school what that camp was like, but after break, Michelle decided she wanted to share something a little more meaningful with the community given the opportunity.
She decided the most powerful way to share her story was to use her voice as opposed to videos. This was the best way for her to express her passion, and, as we saw, it worked.
Michelle used TED as a resource for observing how other people shared their stories and for gaining tips on how to tell hers. She mentioned how one of her biggest struggles was time management, something many of us struggle with as students. However, brainstorming with Mr. Schofield and receiving help from Mrs. Imhoff strengthened the actual presenting piece of the presentation.
In my interview with Michelle after her presentation, she told me about how a number of students approached her about their interest in the rowing team in the spring. The fact that she had helped inspire people to want to do what she loved was very rewarding. During the process she learned to start with a small goal that is easily attainable and sort of “grow” your goals from there. It was wonderful getting to hear one thing that really matters in her life and to many other students and faculty in our community.
Opening Friday November 4, 2016
6:30 - 8 PM
In November 2015, I spent time at the Virginia Center for Creative Arts. This residency is 17 miles from Appomattox. When I left I drove slowly home through Northern Virginia, Maryland, and Pennsylvania. I stopped at 12 Civil War battlefields. At each one I took a long walk or bike ride. I recorded the path of each tour on my phone with a mapping app. I wanted to pay attention to place and research how and if tragic slaughter lingers in a place.