Sometimes I know people judge us for being a Catholic school. Sometimes it’s the specific tenets of our faith, but often it’s because we’re told we take all the good kids and the public schools thereby have to suffer.
Of course, I believe all kids try to be good.
This last week, something happened that might illustrate how my school matters, even for the public school kids down the street.
A young girl from the neighborhood stopped by on Monday. It was 2:00, and the public school actually gets out later than we do, and we were still in session for another hour, so it was odd, timing-wise. I let her in and learned she needed to go to the bathroom and that mom called her home early, but this was the first day. On her way home, she pointed out where she lived. I thought nothing of it.
The next day, she came back, and this time, she didn’t need the bathroom, but she did ask if we had candy or gum. We didn’t. We said goodbye and sent her back out on her way.
It was odd, but given the relatively high crime rate of our neighborhood, and given we’re on the way home from her school, I figured it was good she stopped by, even if it meant she stopped by every day. If she visited, then we knew she at least had gotten to our place, enroute to home. One thing people don’t always know is that while “after school” until 6 (when, presumably, parents come home) is one of the most dangerous times for kids, being on the street alone during the school day can be worse. We have a lot of sex predators in our neighborhood, too.