A Good Day
Dear Friends, Yesterday was one of those wonderful days when you are able to watch the essence of the Randolph School experience unfold before your very eyes. Early in the day, evan mentioned that the amphitheater was filled with leaves, which was a problem because we were planning to gather there at the start of our masquerade parade later in the afternoon. An hour later, the school was strangely quiet and the classrooms empty. Nearly the entire school had convened at the am
A Trip to the Creek
Dear Friends- School was closed yesterday for Faculty Development. It is funny how different our campus feels without the kids. You realize how serene the setting is, how cozy the rooms are, how brightly colored the leaves have become, and how lucky we are to have this spot. The staff started the day with a walk down to the creek. We stopped at the entrance to the trail, formed a single line, and gently descended into the orange red canopy of fallen leaves, being careful not
Showing Up Each Day
Dear Friends- This morning was tough. It took a long time for me, Bea, Otis to get out of the house. Each step of getting the kids awake, clean, fed and dressed seemed to turn to distraction, conflict and stress, all of which cumulated in a giant ball of anxious cajoling and resistance as I squeezed the kids out the door and into the car. The drive to school was spent at first behind a garbage truck doing it’s route, and then stuck in a line of cars slowed by road constructio
They Had Done It. Themselves.
Dear Friends - Otis could barely carry his bag a step further. It was loaded with the seven apples he had just picked from the orchard at Meadowbrook Farm, and we were starting up the small hill that led to the picnic area. “Dad,” he said, “I need you to carry the bag.” I nearly reached to grab it from him when I remembered the rule that I myself had explained earlier to the other Randolph parents who had accompanied the children on our trip. The rule was this: Please do not