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Archive for September, 2010

Getting Out of the Box

By STUART CHAPIN — On the first weekend of the school year, Michael Lowry and I went with the new Outdoor Program Student Instructors for a leadership training trip. Our goal was to build a cohesive group of leaders through a challenging experience and a curriculum of decision making and experiencing consequence. Our aim was to let the boys make critical decisions…

Therefore I Row

By JOEL AVEY (12th GRADE) — Waiting for an impending trial is difficult. Every second that passes seems like an hour, every small sound makes me jump to attention. I’m at a full stage of alertness and readiness; yet I’m in a daze and oblivious to the world around me. The small line of sweat that traced my brow when we left the dock has now evolved, running down my face in streams and flooding my eyes…

The Technology Hangover?

By BILLY FAIRES — When it comes to technology, education, and adolescents, how much is enough, and how much is too much? As any English teacher can tell you, sometimes the right answer to a given question is “It depends.” Recently a string of stories in the national press have explored the role technology…

Not Running On Empty

By MICHAEL ZEISER (12th Grade) – It is a difficult task to explain the reasons runners run. I started running when I was about 12 years old around the hilly roads of my neighborhood. No one ever told me to run, and I don’t even know why I started running. I just did. Looking back, I think it may have been my first form of freedom…

“I am Amazed”

By KENNY SHOLL — “I am amazed!” That was quite a speech we heard from former Headmaster, Dr. Spencer J. McCallie III. What I didn’t realize is that the founding fathers of the school were young men when they answered the call over 105 years ago to do something about the lack of formal education in the South. Dr. McCallie made two points that bear repeating…

Fighting Fire

By SAM CAMPBELL (12th Grade) – As I heard the sirens getting frighteningly closer, I couldn’t help but wonder where their final destination was. I knew that it was very strange for the quiet, usually quaint Lookout Mountain sound to be overruled by sirens, so something serious must be going on…

The Lime Snow Cone

By KENNY SHOLL – One day when I was five years old, the snow cone man came down our street with the familiar, hypnotic tune that drew us to his truck. Having no money in my pockets, I ran inside to get some change from my mom to buy a lime snow cone…

Tom Sawyer’s “Old Scratch”

By BILLY FAIRES – “A certain kind of boy has always had trouble paying attention in school,” writes Anne Applebaum of the Washington Post…

The Ten-Minute Walk

By ERIN TOCKNELL – During a free period at the end of May, I walked from the Dining Hall to the house just outside campus which would become my residence in August… I fished the cell phone from my messenger bag and checked the time. 11:55. I walked down the steps, turned right, then left, and headed across campus. When I arrived at the door of the Caldwell Writing Center, I checked the cell phone again. 12:05…

To Be a Furtherer

By KENNY SHOLL – We do an incredible job as community servants. I started listing all of the agencies we support on one level and gave up after filling an entire page. Certainly, trying to help meet the physical needs of those around us is crucial and we are attempting to make a difference in this area. My question is more about what should we do everyday as we go about the business of school…

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