Beatrice Motamedi
Freelance writer and youth journalism educator
Freelance writer and youth journalism educator
I'm a teacher, writer and youth media advocate based in Oakland, California. I've worked as a public school teacher, a staff writer for the San Francisco Chronicle, and a freelance journalist specializing in children's health and racial disparities in healthcare. I teach journalism at The Urban School of San Francisco and serve as co-managing editor of the Oaktown Teen Times, a newspaper by, for and about Oakland youth.
<p>Tragically, the murder of a 17-year-old student became a reason to run a fellowship project on inner-city teens and stress. But I wish this time hook had never happened.</p>
<p>It's third period at Castlemont Business and Information Technology School in East Oakland. A visitor begins a discussion about poverty, bad food and crime. Tough times? Tough streets? These high school students aren't stressing.</p>
<p>To a teen living in the rough areas of East Oakland, sorrow is no stranger. Random violence, worry about the future and a constant battle for basics such as healthy food or good schools add up to a kind of life that can make an East Oakland teen far older than his or her chronological age.</p>
<p>Interviews with and writings by nearly 100 students at the Castlemont Campus of Small Schools reveal three major stressors jeopardize their health: academic anxiety, lack of healthy food and an environment that limits their freedom and imprisons them indoors. Even more alarming, factors such as a
<p class="articleParagraph enarticleParagraph">Ditiyan Franklin was a B student with college aspirations and a big, dimpled smile. Just last week he went to his senior prom, dressed in an impeccable white suit -- a memory stored in a key chain photo his father now carries in his pocket. Had he l
<p>Among the social determinants of stress for teens living in the inner city is the fear of random violence — gunshots that ring out and take a life unexpectedly and tragically. Marquis Woolfolk, 18, was on track to graduate in June after a spotty academic career with one bright light, a four-day internship on the Bay Bridge retrofit construction project in September 2009. That experience resulted in a page one story for the Oaktown Teen Times, a nonprofit, citywide newspaper by, for and about Oakland teens. Co-Managing Editor Beatrice Motamedi, who worked with Marquis on his story, remembers what it was like to see a teen imagine his future.</p>
<p>When does health begin? And how far back do you have to go to be truly healthy? That's the gist of an article I just read in the Nov. 8 issue of Newsweek, entitled "<a href="http://www.newsweek.com/2010/10/30/how-your-experiences-change-your-spe… of the Grandfathers</a>," by Sharon Begley.</p>
<p>Since this conference began on Thursday (an eon ago), we health writers have been confronted with a series of fascinating if not always easily grasped topics in public health. Elicitation strategies in social epidemiology. The use of P-values to analyze medical findings. Grandfathered insurance plans. The biochemistry of the hippocampus.</p><p>It’s a deluge that can send you scurrying for cover. In my case, it’s made me do some thinking about the power of story.</p>
<p>I’ve spent years covering health and medicine, and because I teach kids, I’m especially aware of the public health gospel: Control your diet, exercise, and if you smoke, stop. </p><p>But the person who’s really taught me about healthy living is my Aunt Nicole.</p>
<p>As soon as I got the happy news that I'd received a California Health Journalism Fellowship, I did what any self-respecting writer who is faced with an ambitious, challenging, slightly terrifying project would do:</p> <p>I hid in my office.</p> <p>Or, to be exact, in my living room. Or, to be more exact, what used to be a living room, and is now a spreading archipelago of paper, computer cables, CD ROMS and files. Shades drawn and cellphone silenced, I immediately set about gathering a pile of books that I want to read over the next few months.</p>