Yesterday evening, I experienced a right of passage.
She sure has grown up a bit since this was taken twelve years ago….
Yesterday evening, I attended my twentieth and last “Back To School Night” at Aquinas HS in Augusta, GA as our youngest daughter has begun her senior year. (Only the last nine were at AHS)
Youngest daughter is a pretty darn good student and no one can accuse her of taking easy courses.. I get blurry eyed just reading her schedule: (lunch period is in there somewhere)
French 4 (Honors)
Anatomy & Physiology
Senior Religion (Honors)
(AP) English Language & Competition
(AP) Calculus AB
Economics
(AP) Biology
“AP” is advanced placement
We are proud of all three of our daughters, but Megan has always selected the most difficult classes and done very well in them. We know that she will continue to excel in school as she sets (at least for now) her sights on the Physician’s Assistant program at Marquette University.
But that is not the only reason I am writing this.
Aquinas has a unique campus. Nestled in Augusta, GA, across from Daniel Field Airport (DNL), it is home to a wide range of plants and trees and I suppose that this tells part of the story: Aquinas High’s campus is a bounty of citrus fruits. Mr. LeVert is Megan’s Religion teacher and he mentioned to us last night that this is his thirty-fourth year teaching at the school!
I had always noticed the stands of Bamboo trees that line the entrance, but last night, as I walked around a bit, I recorded a few observations, both inside and out.
One of several stands of Bamboo trees that occupy the campus.
Even some Spanish Moss for that “Southern, Low Country Effect”
Inside, this caught my eye. Megan tells me that you line the crayons up and hit them with a blow dryer to get the effect….pretty cool.
I do not know how big these get in the desert, but this Blue Agave is five ft. tall and about 12 ft wide!
It is not a very big class (not exactly the easiest course in the catalogue), but they welcomed us on the whiteboard.
It was also fun to get re-aquainted with lots of the parents we have gotten to know over the years. Living twenty-six miles from the school, it is not as easy for us to be at many of the activities as we would like it to be.
It was a fun night, re-affirming the decision we made to send our girls to Catholic Schools.
The result is worth every dollar spent and every mile driven.
A Simple, Village Undertaker 