[NOTE: This article was originally published in the blog of the Durham Association of Educators. Click HERE to read it and view the photographs.]
Dear Northern High School,
I don’t normally do this kind of thing, but it’s Friday and you’ve moved me, so here goes…I’m in love with you.
No kidding, I really am.
Northern High, you’ve been over there in the corner of the county all of these years, quietly creating a center of teacher innovation and boundary-pushing learning, and I never noticed you. Your school’s staff has silently weathered staggering transitions and emerged steady and stable, and I slept. You’ve become the kind of a place where no one wants to leave, and not whispered a word to any of the rest of us about it.
Well, I’m sorry if you were trying to keep it a secret. We have to let everyone know.