Virtual Back to School Night

Thursday, October 1, 2020

 530pm- 7:10pm via Google Classroom

Followed by Virtual Financial Night for 11th and 12th Grade Parents 

Overview:

Saint Dominic Academy welcomes all of our new parents and welcomes back our parents who have shared years with us. While we cannot host an on-site Back to School Night, we did want to offer a real-time event, so that you can meet your daughter’s teachers.  The event will be conducted via Google Meet. Your daughter need to be present at home with you for this event, as she has to let you into each class period via  the Google  Meet link for each class. Please follow the time schedule below. 

Homeroom:

The event will begin in your daughter’s homeroom where the homeroom teacher will explain how to return the Parent Student Handbook forms via Google Docs.  Then, you can travel virtually from class to class to meet each teacher. 

Guidance:

Guidance will reach out the Monday  prior to this event with their email addresses. We ask, if you want to talk with a teacher one on one about his/her class, please email guidance and set up a separate virtual meeting. Back to School Night is really structured for the teacher to give a brief overview of class curriculum and for you, as parents, to put a face to the names you hear about from your daughters. Individual questions cannot be fully accommodated at this event.

Friday, October 2, 2020:

The teachers and administration appreciate all the understanding and cooperation given by both our parents and students during this Hybrid Learning period. As our teachers and students arrive at Saint Dominic Academy by 730am each morning, and will undergo a full day of remote and in person classes prior to this Back to School Night, and will then be back “in the classroom” until after 7pm, Saint Dominic Academy will be closed on Friday, October 2nd.  There will be no remote classes or club  meetings on that date. 

Schedule:

Homeroom: 530-540pm

1st Period: 5:45- 5:55pm

2nd Period 6:00- 6:10pm

3rd Period  6:15-6:25pm

4th Period: 6:30-6:40pm

5th Period: 6:45-6:55pm

6th Period: 7:00- 7:10pm

September 21

I heard on the radio last week, that it has been seven months since the first COVID-19 case was diagnosed in New Jersey. I know, just from looking at my datebook that we have been in some form of this state of emergency for six full months now. Six months — a long long time, yes?  And we’ve all been so strong; we’ve put on brave faces for our children and we’ve risen to the occasion when it came to caring for older family members and some of us have faced sickness and loss and death of loved ones. We’ve learned how Google Classroom works, even if it’s been decades since we ourselves have been in schools and we mastered the art of Zoom, and most of us know how to use Door Dash, Grub Hub and Instacart and I would think we all owe a great deal of gratitude to Amazon.com and to all of our delivery drivers—as they rang our doorbells almost daily- masked and ready to hand to us what we needed but could not go out and get.

Restrictions have eased, but they are still in place and so still, we all need to be so very strong—September brought a new set of hard decisions; homeschool? Remote classes? Hybrid classes? Do we use the school bus? Public transportation? Do we play sports? Go back to ballet?  Can friends get together safely? If we send her to school, can she still see her elderly grandparents? What will happen if there’s an outbreak? What if our child contracts COVID and is asymptomatic? What if they then carry it to someone who gets very sick?  It’s a hard time to be a parent and the strength we need to pick our heads up each morning and get through the days with bright smiles, warm hugs, and words of reassurance and comfort, before we can lay our weary heads to rest at night is monumental.  Where do we find it? From deep within, from the example our own parents set for us in years gone by, and of course, from God.

I don’t know about all of you parents, but there are days when I just need a bit of a release from all the weight I feel on my shoulders- at work and at home.  And yet, could it even be possible…for I am too tired or too stressed or too hyper from being so vigilant about everything to even sit down and have one of those “good cries” that provide a much needed stress relief.  So, I wonder, are our students, our children feeling the same way?  All bundled up emotion with no outlet? After all they see us making the best of things, rising to meet challenges each day and I am willing to bet we rarely, if ever let them see us scared or upset or crying.  Age 8 or 18, they imitate us—because we work to shape them into the adults and parents they will someday be.  So, how can we help these students and our children to find a way to just “let it go” and almost purge all the pent up emotion.

All I can offer is what works for me; and I am well aware it will sound perhaps a bit strange.  We all know, those of us who love to sing and those who just love music  that music has the ability to bring forth great emotion; joy and sorrow.  What I’ve found helps me is music—and one song in particular. All I have to do is hear it and tears well up, and before I know it, I can have that cry I so need and then dry my eyes, smile with not only my mouth but with my heart, and go back to the business of my life as a wife, mom and Head of School. 

What song? Well, that’s kind of a funny story—and in fact it was pretty much a parlor trick in my house when I was growing up. I have no idea why, but from when I was a tiny child, if I heard Peter Paul and Mary sing Leavin on a Jet Plane, I would cry and cry. My parents were, at first very comforting, then slightly bewildered and then and I’m sure they will be less than pleased to have this told, amused by it. I can remember times when family or friends were over and my dad would start to sing it—to show them the effect it had.  As a parent now, I don’t blame them—it was kind of a strange and unusual reaction and it never failed. 

You might think all these years later the effect would wear off. But no—although I’ve progressed…I can listen to the song, I can even sing along—for a verse or two at the  most and then the tears start to flow. It never fails and these days it’s my husband and daughter who look at me in bewildered amusement.  But I’m happy to have remembered the effect that song has on  me—because now, when I need a good cry, I can just say “Alexa, play Leavin on a Jet Plane” and in 3 minutes I feel so much better.

We all need a release from being so strong all the time. Whether yours is music or something else, find it and put it to good use on the hardest days. And, help your daughter find her release as well—with the weight of school and sports and socializing amid unprecedented times on her shoulders, she needs it as well.  Borrow “my song” if you’d like—I think it just might do the trick!

Stay strong and thank you, thank you, for returning your daughters to SDA this fall!

September 14

A picture, they say, is worth 1,000 words.  So, save for a brief sentence or two, I’m going to let the photos below, of our hardworking and dedicated faculty and staff here at SDA speak for themselves. What you see are our teachers and staff, in two days of workshops, observing all social distance and mask guidelines in order to prepare for school. The presentation itself focused on how to meet with both live and full remote students at the same time, using iPad, Apple TV, Whiteboard App, and remote microphone all at once. 

More than ever, this year, teaching is a work of the HEART and I thank all of our dedicated teachers from the bottom of mine! 

September 7

A Reading and Reflection… as we begin our school year and open our building tomorrow to teachers and staff and to students next week, we ask for the entire Saint Dominic Academy community to join us in this prayer. The initial reflection is taken from the Bible and I ask that you join in the personal petitions I call for, on behalf of all at SDA and in our entire world. 

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:

A time to be born and a time to die…

We pray for those in our SDA family who have lost loved ones, and for those who will

welcome new life this year.

A time to kill and a time to heal…

As the peril of the COVID- 19 virus continues to threaten lives the world over, we pray for theeventual healing of our community, our state, our country and our world.

A time to weep and a time to laugh…

Each of us wept many times from March onward, but we offer prayers of thanks for the moments of laughter that filtered through our lives, as we spent more time with family, united in isolation.

A time to mourn and a time to dance…

We mourn many things…for the loss of family members, for our SDA community the loss of ability to celebrate our senior class last year, the loss of the college experience for young people around the country, the loss of the support of friends as we spent days seeing nobody.

And yet, we pray there are more dancing moments in our future…and we celebrate the ones that shone through these past months…weddings that have shown that love conquers all, new grandchildren’s first smiles and first steps…even if seen only through a computer, and the new strength we have all found inside ourselves.

A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing…

As we dwell still in the time where we must refrain from embracing, we pray for the days when we can once again embrace our friends. Until then, we ask God to let our hearts shine more brightly, so that our love for others becomes an intangible embrace, offering friendship, comfort and hope.

A time to love…and a time for peace…

It is always this time; every day–when we come together as a school, when we come together with family, when we connect with friends- remotely or otherwise…we share our message of peace and hope, our prayers for love and kindness to overcome all that saddens our hearts…and we remember always that if we put forth love, we will find love.

August 31

When I was six years old, I suddenly got very sick. I was in Christ Hospital in Jersey City for almost two full weeks in March. I only remember bits and pieces of my time there, but I have one memory that still stands out clear as day.  It was that year that Cabbage Patch Kids were the newest craze–not sure if anyone recalls, but you had to adopt one in advance and it took so long for them to come into the local Toy’s R Us. You could not choose hair or eye color; you got what you got. And, if you recall the craze, then you recall the prices—sky high! I had not asked Santa for one that past Christmas, but while I was lying in my hospital bed, I wanted one more than anything. 

My dad was working at the time in Morristown and would visit me daily before work or after work. My mom was not back to work yet, she had six year old me, my four year old brother, and my almost two year old brother. I don’t know how she found the time to be at the hospital every day, but she was there. She listened to me talk about this Cabbage Patch Kid, probably until she had a headache from it. I was going to take the “baby” I adopted to the park and put her on the swings and read her bedtime stories and have picnics with her–I realize now it was all the things I wanted to do but could not while I was sick. I realize now also that the cost of a Cabbage Patch doll, on top of the daily costs of three kids, me in Catholic school and now this hospital stay–was most likely too high for my parents at that particular time.

But my mother listened each day; I was hoping for one with red hair and green eyes, like the one in the TV commercial constantly showing in the hospital room. And she made me a promise–and she kept it. Today, at 43 years old, I can still hear her clear as day… “ Things will get better. It won’t be like this for much longer. And when you come home, we’ll go to the park and go on the swings and have a picnic…and you’ll come with me to Toys R Us one day and pick up your adopted doll. It will get better Sarah, just wait a little longer. I’m your mother and I promise you- it will be ok.”

What made me think of this, so many years later? Well, I guess it’s because mothers all over NJ and all over the United States and even the world, are probably uttering similar words–plugging in the routine activities or new expectations their daughters and sons had; activities and expectations that seem to once again be on a unknown “hold.”  

You will get to go away to college; it won’t be remote forever. 

You will get to go back to school…soon, I promise.

You’ll take your road test soon–you’ll be driving before you know it…trust me. 

In just a little bit longer you can: see your friends inside, have a sleepover, go to dancing class, go

back to sports, and CCD classes…just hang on a bit longer. 

It’s not the end of the world; you’ll have your wedding, your baby shower, your sweet sixteen –we’ll make it happen and it will be beautiful–just be patient. 

Things will get better- the world won’t stay this way forever.

And for those interested in the end of my six year old story…well the day came and we went to Toy’s R Us and picked up my “baby.” She had blond hair, brown eyes, was dressed in a grey track suit and came with a yellow pacifier in her mouth. ( it’s amazing what the mind can recall!)Her name was Rena Madeline and to this day, she’s still in my house. And we went on a picnic at Hudson County Park and we went on swings and I read her bedtime stories as my mom read stories to my brothers and I think it was at six years old that I learned for the first time–my parents, my mom will not make a promise she cannot keep. I’ve had faith in that ever since—and I call her daily just to hear her say to me:

Sarah, it won’t be like this forever–just hang on–you’re doing the best you can. It will get better, I promise.

And just like that, I have the strength to go on, and the strength to make that same promise to my own daughter–just as each of you make that promise you your daughters daily. We mothers and fathers, we promise–and our children believe. They believe because they have faith in us and trust in us to make good on the promise. It’s us, the adults, who have to have faith in a higher power, and to ask for the strength and the wisdom to “hold on–just a bit longer” so that we can show our children daily, that one day soon, we’ll make all these promises come true. 

Keep the faith, mothers and fathers—keep making the promises we all need right now. We know, it will get better. 

August 10

What to watch on yet another day of being in the house? At this point, I’m certain we are all sick of Netflix and Amazon and Hulu and whatever other options are on the screen in front of us—they’ve been our constant companions since March and even now, when more and more people are venturing out—they still are for many, the “highlight” of the day. And so, what to watch on this stormy Tuesday with the rain pouring down in buckets and the trees blowing fiercely? I don’t know about you, but lately, nothing comes to mind when I turn on the TV. I literally cannot think of a thing to watch. Thank goodness these trusty channels will “recommend” something.

Because you watched Jaws…and literally every movie Richard Dreyfuss movie is contained within the recommended movie scroll. Oh..well…Mr. Holland’s Opus…I remember that one. I saw it first when I was 18 years old- fresh out of high school, heading to college and still perhaps a bit unsure of what I would do with the rest of my life. And so, I press play and sit back on the couch for 143 minutes of what Amazon terms: a wonderful, ‘feel-good’ story about a young man who wants to compose music… but takes a job teaching music in a school to provide a reliable income. … But the years roll by, and he finds himself more and more drawn into the life of the school, making an incredible difference to many of the students.

I remember liking it when I saw it. And I remember watching it early on in my teaching career and thinking–wow–thirty years of teaching; look at how many lives he touched; that’s amazing.  And today, I realized, I’ve only been teaching 9 fewer years than he taught in the movie. Quite the impact that thought had–am I almost as old as Mr. Holland?! Well no, he started teaching a bit later than I did, but still- thirty years of being in education doesn’t seem quite so impossible to this educator anymore. It seems like a wonderful way to spend a life. 

These past weeks, with the “road to reopening” a hot topic among parents, teachers, school district leaders, politicians and well, pretty much anyone else who wants to weigh in on social media outlets, have been tense to say the least. In March, teachers were hailed as heroes; parents singing their praises after just a week or two of having to teach their own children. That tune seems to have changed, at least somewhat, in recent days. Teachers who are hesitant to go back into the classroom are being criticized and critiqued and called cowards, at times by the very same people who praised them in March. I’m not going to wade into the politics of it- each of us is entitled to our own personal feelings on the subject. 

However as I wept my way through the movie and boy did I, a line at the end of the film had the tears flowing harder than before. Without spoiling the movie for those who have not ever had the pleasure of watching it, suffice to say our hero, Mr. Holland, a music teacher, has “retired” after 30 years. He says to his closest friend, also a life long teacher–

You work for 30 years because you think that what you do makes a difference, you think it matters to people, but then you wake up one morning and find out, well no, you’ve made a little error there, you’re expendable.

And I wondered, how many teachers, right now across America feel the exact same way? And, if any of us, by a comment on social media or a half thought out comment about “getting back to work” has caused someone who has given their entire adult life to the service of education to feel expendable. I’d like to think that as an educator myself, I’ve never given any other educator cause to feel that way, but in the event that I ever have, I deeply apologize. 

I could go on and on, the movie perfectly captures what it means to be a teacher- the late nights, the stacks of papers, the giving of yourself when you almost have no more to give, the constant tug for those teachers who are parents “the school kids need me” and “my child needs me” at the same time…the students who light up your classroom for years and then, suddenly grow up and are gone. And the teacher is left to wonder–did I have any effect on them at all? Did I do anything meaningful with my life?  As I said, I could go on and on, but I won’t. I’ll do this instead.

Anyone reading this, whether you are one of my “faithful” weekly readers or reading for the first time, whether you’re on my faculty or on a faculty elsewhere, whether you have a child at SDA or a child in another school, or are just reading because it popped up in your news feed–I challenge you to do the following.

Take the 143 minute run time and the $3.99 cost to rent the film on Amazon Prime. Grab a box of tissues and settle back against the couch cushions. When you watch, picture not only the superb teacher that Richard Dreyfuss portrays as Mr. Holland, but the teacher that had an impact on you- be it in kindergarten or at the end of your educational career. Watch it, thinking of all that teacher must have sacrificed to be there for you, and for all the other students under his/her care each day and then…if you’re going to weigh in on the current debate about reopening- do it with that teacher’s memory in your mind.

Choose your words carefully, should you post anywhere and let’s remember, whether school is open fully, open in a hybrid model or open remotely, our teachers are our heroes and they deserve the support of everyone in the community. Look at where we all are today–each of us as a teacher to thank for that. So I say thank you, to the fictional Mr. Holland for reminding me of what I needed to recollect–

Teaching is a work of the heart. 

May God bless the teachers of SDA now and in years past and teachers the world over. Thank you all, for all you’ve done.

Return To School Plans

Dear Parents:

I am certain each of you has been awaiting Saint Dominic Academy’s announcement regarding opening plans for the fall of 2020. We at SDA have been working tirelessly in order to arrive at what we feel is the best and safest decision for our students, our parents, and our faculty and staff. Recently you were asked to participate in a parent survey regarding three different school opening scenarios. I want to thank all of you for your prompt responses and today I want to share the data with you; as it weighed into the final decision made. 

Opening SurveyFull Remote OptionFull In OptionHybrid Option 
Would Return 55.3%55.3%74.5%
Would Not Return 18.3 %24.3%8.1%
Unsure24.6%20.4%17.4%

We took the responses to this survey to heart and shared this data, along with faculty surveys and the recommendation of the school’s Remote Advisory Committee with our Board of Trustees. After talking with them regarding their insights and concerns, the administration at Saint Dominic Academy made their decision about how best to open in September of 2020.

All of us are aware that the COVID-19 numbers in NJ could change at any given time, for better or for worse. Therefore, we have created a plan that will allow us to transition seamlessly into a different format, should we see an improvement in the testing numbers or should we see the numbers rise at an alarming rate. We wanted, first and foremost, to be able to offer our parents and students our assurance that regardless of how the year progresses, we have planning in place to meet any need that arises due to the COVID-19 pandemic. 

In September of 2020, Saint Dominic Academy will open on a Hybrid Learning Model for the first semester. A full remote option will be offered to parents who request it. Requests for a full remote option must be made to the Head of School by September 1, 2020. 

Our Hybrid Learning plan, which is detailed in the complete “Return to School” packet included with this letter, will be re-assessed at the end of the first semester with the hope that we can move into full in house learning in the early months of 2021. I would like to assure you that if at some point before the end of the first semester our State seems ready to allow for what has been termed the “new normal” after meeting all 4 stages of the Governor’s Recovery Plan, then the administration will discuss moving back into full in house learning at an earlier date. Of course, at the other end of the scale, if at anytime between now and the end of the first semester, it becomes necessary to transition to full remote learning for the health and safety of our students, parents, faculty and staff, Saint Dominic Academy is prepared to do so as well. 

Our plan is comprehensive, based on research, workshops and webinars focused on the best possible ways to safely open, and the model is in line with many of our local Boards of Education and private school models. I ask that you take time to review the plan in detail with your daughter, as it outlines building area closures, duration of the school day, mask requirements, dress code for the first semester, and some changes to our school calendar and activities/club meetings. 

If I may reference the data above one more time; although I was pleased to see that over 70% of our families supported a Hybrid Learning Model, I am equally concerned with the 17% that is unsure about this model and of course, most concerned about the 8% that would not send their daughter back at this time. If your hesitation to have your daughter in the school building at all led to a response in either of those areas, then please let me assure you, we can offer you a full remote option in place of the Hybrid option for our 1st semester. If your concerns or hesitations fall in a different area, then I am asking you to reach out to me for a one on one conversation, via Zoom or phone, so that I can work with you to ensure that your daughter can safely return to her SDA family in September.

My wish, as Head of School, would be for all of our young ladies across all grade levels to return smiling and full of joy to our home on Kennedy Boulevard in September. However, my job, as Head of School, is to ensure that the young ladies under my care receive not only the best educational experience possible at Saint Dominic Academy, but also that they are in the safest possible environment to attain that education. At this moment, I feel I am offering the best possible scenario for each and every student at Saint Dominic Academy. 

Those parents interested in a full remote option for the first semester, please reach out to our Academic Dean, Mrs. Guen Farrales at gfarrales@stdominicacad.com to discuss in detail the structure and guidelines for our full remote option. Again we ask, if you are selecting this option, you do so by September 1, 2020.

Those parents and students who have any anxieties, questions, fears or concerns about our return to school in September of 2020, I ask that you reach out to me directly at sdegnan@stdominicacad.com so that we may schedule a phone or Zoom meeting to talk one on one. 

In August, more information regarding opening in September, including details on drop off times, temperature screening procedures, and the schedule of remote/in school weeks for each grade level will be distributed. Between now and then, as need arises, I and the members of the administration will be in touch with parents regarding any changes/developments in regard to our reopening in September. 

On behalf of the school administration, I thank you all for your patience and understanding as we worked to arrive at this Reopening Plan and I am grateful to each of you for your confidence in our abilities to provide a safe and stellar learning environment for your daughters, our beloved SDA students. You and your families are in my daily prayers as we continue to weather the effects COVID-19 has on our daily lives, and I ask that you hold the community of Saint Dominic Academy in your prayers as well.

July 27

Twist endings…movie buffs love them! Those knock you through a loop, never saw it coming, jump out of your seat, endings that are so original, so jaw dropping, so perfectly executed that when the movie is viewed- the word of mouth buzz surrounding the “twist” propels people into the theater to see what all the hype is about. 

If you’ll indulge me for a moment, without giving anything away–because who is more loathed by a film fanatic than the person who spoils a movie’s ending for another person…let me name of few and if you’ve seen them, you’ll recall instantly the twist I’m referring to, and if you haven’t, well then…fire up the Netflix and enjoy. Who saw the now infamous ending of The Sixth Sense coming a mile away? Or, The Usual Suspects (which I consider the “father” of modern twist endings!) The Others, The Departed, Shutter Island, Saw, Fight Club, Atonement, Murder on the Orient Express ( and shame on me for never having read the book before I saw the movie…a funny story, but for another time!) and the list can go on and on, but I promised I’d name only a few. 

People who love films might tell you things like “I saw it coming” or “ I figured it out” but to that I say no. Some of the most famous twist endings, the ones those of us who have seen them can call upon instantly, we never saw coming. It’s only when one goes back and watches again with a careful eye, that we see the clues left embedded for us by the filmmaker. Ah well, it’s the perfect description of that famous expression “ Hindsight is 20/20.” 

And, as we reach the end of July, with only five short months left until New Year’s, I’d say if 2020 were a movie, we’d be gearing up for a huge twist ending coming. What that twist will be, I cannot even venture a guess, for although I am pretty well versed in Film Studies, the “clues” laid out for us thus far this year are too difficult for me to interpret. Who do we trust? Who’s giving us the best advice? Masks needed? Masks unnecessary? Safe to dine indoors or not safe? A second wave is coming? No second wave will appear? COVID- 19 is as unpredictable as a first time director handed a script with an ending almost too challenging to put onscreen–it’s got all of us second guessing, changing our opinions each day, listening to different theories and trying to puzzle them out…and far from being an enjoyable experience for us, if you are anything like I am, your stomach gets into knots at any given moment.

Twist endings are fine when it’s a movie, when we remove ourselves from the action, watch from our perch on our couch or in theater and serve as the outside observer, commenting on what happens to those involved in the situation. It’s an entirely different scenario to be thrust into the action, the 4th wall removed and suddenly, we wait as breathlessly as a character onscreen waits, to see what the next pages of the script say. 

You and I, each one of us is not only the actor in our own 2020 story, but the director as well. Now, we’ve been handed a lot of last minute changes, a lot of hurdles and red herrings in our scripts this year. And yet, here we are, with 7 months of 2020 behind us and 5 to go. So, you may ask, how do we outsmart, outwit, out plan whatever twist ending 2020 has in store for us? Well, the answer, as it often is in this twist movies, is right in front of us only we don’t see it clearly.

To get through the hardships and shocks this year has held, we need to focus on all the good we have in our lives, take credit for all we’ve been able to achieve from March onward, and trust that as the “credits” roll we will have come out stronger, more resilient, and more empowered. How is this achievable? For that answer, I direct you to where I draw my inspiration daily…

The Gospel of Matthew – 17:20

Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say this to the mountain, ‘Move from here to there’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.

Only God knows how the 2020 twist will end and if we put our faith in Him, our vision will remain clear and certain enough to guide each of us through. Keep the faith!

July 13

How can it be that right now, in NJ it’s not safe to eat inside at a restaurant, go to a movie, go to a concert, or have an indoor wedding–but schools will open? How can it be that right now, just across the Hudson, theaters on Broadway will remain dark until January—but schools will open? Each of those activities is shorter than the length of a school day–and almost all of those activities are done either by adults, or with adult supervision of minors…and yet they are not safe right now–closed–per government orders. And thus starts the never-ending “ what if” questions that plague the mind of every parent, teacher and school leader nightly right now. 

What’s going to happen if one child removes their mask and breathes on another child? How can anyone do lab work in a science lab–no lab partners, no sharing lab equipment? What if we can make a school totally “safe” according to guidelines, and then our athletes play a sport against a team whose school has not taken those precautions? Who has to clean up the discarded masks that will wind up on the floors? What if the school says no lunch will be served, but the parent cannot send in lunch? What about allergies? What if two teachers, on two different floors, each let a student go to the bathroom and while in the bathroom they remove their masks? 

What about fire drills? How can they stand six feet apart? What do we do if the building goes on lockdown? How can they be kept safe in the designated space-they will not be six feet apart? What if someone forgets their pencil…they can’t borrow one? What if, on the bus to and from school, students refuse to wear their masks? What if someone forgets to wash their hands? How do we teach subject areas that require some contact–P.E., Art, Drama–or do we just not cover these subjects? What about the teacher who goes home to care for his/her elderly parent? What about the coach with a pre existing medical condition? What about the student whose asthma is so bad they can’t wear a mask, but who lives with a grandparent and does not want to risk carrying virus home? 

What if schools don’t open? What happens to the child who is being neglected at home? The only child for whom school is their only chance to socialize with their peer group? The children who live with parents who work 2 or 3 jobs to make ends meet and who cannot be home to help them learn remotely? What happens to the child who is being abused, and who would look to confide in a trusted school adult? What happens..? What about…..? How do we …? What if…? 

The decisions about school in the fall were first put into the hands of individual states/governors and then many governors decided to put the decisions into the hands of the school districts/leaders themselves–with the mindset that those who lead the schools know how to best serve the students and families. Now, all across the nation, we have many voices weighing in; issuing guidelines, saying “it’s safe”, threatening to withhold funds, arguing its impossible to safely open, comparing states where numbers are high to states where numbers are low, comparing elementary school plans to university plans, comparing large districts and small districts–and once again an endless debate rages onward, fanning fires and explosions-pitting people against each other– educators and government–parents and principals–and for what? To what end?

I am a school administrator, of a private school and so a great deal of the planning for September falls to me and the team I have working with me. I can look to my local district for guidance, but what works for their size and space may not work for mine. I’m the parent of a child who has to return to school in some way come September, and so all those questions listed above weigh on my mind in two ways, as they weigh on the mind of any parent who is looking toward September and any teacher who is looking to return to work. It’s up to me and other school leaders to find the answers, to make things “safe”, to reassure, to project confidence, to ensure that each student receives the best possible education and also a welcoming, safe, and caring school environment. 

I’ll admit it–I don’t have the answers to all of those questions. I just don’t. And it’s ok for me to admit that, because nobody has all the answers. This is unprecedented. It’s an unimaginable situation–and as the numbers change–the situation could move in a different direction at any given time. It’s as if I am the principal of a school in an M. Night Shyamalan movie–it looks like the regular world, but from out of nowhere pop these unexpected and terrifying scenarios that have to be overcome. So, how could I or any other school leader offer our teachers, our parents or our student a 100% ironclad guarantee that “nothing will happen”, that “everything will be fine”…if I offered that–you’d have good reason not to trust me.

Our students are not merely alphabetical lists of names on a class roster. If I were to lose even one of them, the risk would outweigh the benefit. Our parents who support our school with their time, who trust us with their daughters, are essential in the day to day lives of our children–to lose one of them would be a tragedy. 

And our devoted teachers–who will come back in September–they are our own personal “front line”–and they are most certainly not disposable; a good teacher is irreplaceable, not only to the students he or she teaches, but to the family he or she returns to each day. These men and women never signed a contract stating they’d risk their lives; and yet they do it every day–in the event of fires or lockdowns or shootings–and now in the face of a worldwide pandemic, they are once again risking it all to ensure our children, yours and mine get the education they deserve. To lose one of them would be a heartbreaking loss for the school community–one that none of us would ever fully recover from. 

Does all of this mean we cannot open schools? No, of course not–we need schools. Does that mean I can guarantee a full, five day a week, 7 hours a day, full roster of athletics and activities and proms and ring ceremonies…and the list goes on. Well, no. I can’t–I just cannot guarantee that right now and I’d be very foolish if I did. 

The re-opening of schools, Saint Dominic Academy and across the nation, will happen–in some form. It may be hybrid, it may be shortened days or no lunch–more and more plans come out daily. The only way we can each, parents and the school, do our best to make it “safe” is to have faith in each other and to trust each other. Faith and trust have been very hard to come by since this past March, that I know. But it’s essential right now–

And so, please, put your faith in me and the other leaders of Saint Dominic Academy–we will make the best possible decisions to benefit you and your daughters. Please, trust us–we are their teachers, their leaders, and truly we care about each one of them as if they were our own. Faith, and trust—two key intangible but essential ingredients as we head toward September–coupled with prayer, always, are the first steps back. 

Saint Dominic Academy continues to develop plans for re-opening in September, and will update parents in a timely manner on any and all new changes, restrictions, and re-opening plans.

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