There’s a banner hanging on the fence, “Welcome Back!” The bulletin boards are decorated. Lesson plans are in the book. Groceries are stocked in the kitchens, and the floors shine like a new penny (’til you can see your reflection – Ms. Cindy sees to that).
Mothers and fathers, breathing a sigh of “Yes!” – it’s time for school. And for me … it’s what I’ve done more than half my life.
I started school in the old rock building in 1957 … first grade, no pre-K or kindergarten. I learned Dick and Jane, 2+2=4, pride in jobs well done and in being a Greyhound. I joined the ranks of Slidell basketball in fifth grade (things were different back then) and wore blue and orange, carrying on customs that are still echoing through the halls of SHS today.
I spent 12 years at Slidell as a student, and I’m beginning year 26 as an employee of Slidell (10 years in another district). This is my 48th school year start.
I cannot think of a place I’d rather be. Smiles … hugs … “Hey, I’ve missed you!” … “What did you do all summer?” (“No, I didn’t follow you on Twitter.”) … “Work hard” … “No running in the halls” … “What’s for lunch?” … “Follow through” … The list is endless, and I get to be a small part of the way our school life will carry on in 2014-2015.
Cross country runs, the bounce of basketballs on a hardwood floor (music to my ears), One-Act Play performances, UIL academic meets, ag judging trips, family and consumer science service, Beta Club students’ 90 GPA or above, student council representing their classes, ready-for-action track meets, and, of course, (30-love) tennis in the spring.
Slidell students are competitive and carry on longstanding traditions – not just in winning, but in being committed to their team and school. And in this school, they know all the little ‘Hounds look up to the Greyhounds.
So to students, teachers, parents … don’t blink … it will be over all too soon. May this year be the best year ever for our school family and community!