The Ducks’ season ended last year thanks ended last with a 87-83 loss to the Arizona Wildcats in the NCAA Tourna- ment. For a team that was... The end of the track and field season saw 17 current or ...

DALLAS (CBSDFW.COM) - A New York Times best-selling author was in North Texas on Tuesday to learn about a local nonprofit that transforms preschools - and to share her own unconventional path to ...

Here & Now's Robin Young talks with Westover about her best-selling memoir, in which she recounts growing up in and ultimately leaving behind an... Author Tara Westover On What It Means To Be ...

“Educated” is not only a memoir of change but also one of great determination. Tara Westover was born to a survivalist Mormon family in the mountains of Idaho in 1986. Her father, Gene Westover, ...

Tara Westover, who was raised by survivalist parents in the mountains of Idaho, didn’t step foot in a classroom until she was 17 years old. Despite her unorthodox introduction to higher learning, ...

I’ve always valued education, but I realized I never really appreciated how transformative it can be. “Educated,” the autobiography of historian and writer Tara Westover, tells the story of her ...

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The Glenbard Parent Series has selected the riveting "Educated: A Memoir" by best-selling author Tara Westover as its second semester Community-Wide Read. Glenbard Parent Series, in partnership with ...

When Tara Westover left for college, her worldview was no longer dominated by her father's perspective. Source: Photo by Sharefaith from Pexels “There’s a world out there, Tara,” he said. “And it will ...

GRAND RAPIDS, MI – Tara Westover was 17 years old when she first stepped into a classroom. Born in Idaho to parents who opposed public education, Westover was only taught to read so she could ...

“Oh my goodness,” my friend Karsen Wahal ’25 muttered to me as we speed-walked into the dim glow of Memorial Church, our cheeks rosy from the unexpected chill of sundown. “Does this mean she’s going ...