News & Weekly Letters

Usually, I start a new diet every Monday morning. I do it in the hopes of getting rid of the surplus of calories I consumed over the weekend. Since I am a real gourmand, and I don’t have any willpower, I fell off—what am I saying, I leaped off—the diet wagon this past Monday. I devoured the breakfast that was served in the staff lounge, offered by the PA as part of Teacher’s Appreciation Week. It was as plentiful as it was delicious.

For a head of school, April and May are generally the time when the ideas and projects that have been dreamed up and conceived during the long winter evenings have to face reality. A battle then commences so that plans devised can be put in place even without—it must be said—taking into account the numerous constraints that a school has to deal with. The first of those is the enormous task of finding the time and then organizing it.

Those who are interested in the world of education know very well that school curricula—that is, what a society deems its youngest members must learn and know—are always changing.

You may not believe me—after all it is April Fool’s day—but often around 12:30, a little fairy knocks on my door.

It has now been over a year since the world as we know it came to an abrupt halt because of the virus. The other day