She hasn't played club volleyball; she's only played school volleyball. And she's just practiced her way into being my starting setter. She just picks up fast. She's very athletic. She's an all-around girl.

My only hope is the O-line blocks and that she doesn't get trampled on and she doesn't get injured. But I think it's great. She loves it. She's athletic, that's great. More power to her.

If any other local businesses wish to contribute you can contact us at the school or via email.

I would really like to go back to school. I would love it now.

We waste so much energy trying to cover up who we are when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved, and beneath every anger is a wound to be healed and beneath every sadness is the fear that there will not be enough time.

When we hesitate in being direct, we unknowingly slip something on, some added layer of protection that keeps us from feeling the world, and often that thin covering is the beginning of a loneliness which, if not put down, diminishes our chances of joy.

It’s like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real. Our challenge each day is not to get dressed to face the world but to unglove ourselves so that the doorknob feels cold and the car handle feels wet and the kiss goodbye feels like the lips of another being, soft and unrepeatable.

…I keep looking for one more teacher, only to find that fish learn from the water and birds learn from the sky.” (p.275)