It’s Monday. It is only
four more days until oldest son graduates high school. To commemorate this
occasion, I am going to dedicate the next four days of posts to that particular
event. In a nod to David Letterman I am creating a top 10 list of why I love
Catholic High School, the school my son will graduate from.
10. Uniform-My boy knows how to dress up. Whether it is
business casual or suiting up, he has got this down.
9. Regulation
haircut-no shaggy hair in the eyes or greasy, unwashed ponytails. Clean cut is the
way.
8. Homework-my son
knows how to time manage. Because he was given homework on a regular basis and
he worked after school, he knows how to juggle multiple tasks at hand.
7. Mass- I love that
he got to attend mass with all his friends. I appreciate religion not being crammed
down their throats, but rather something to explore.
6. Traditions- From
the first assembly as a freshman to Senior Ring Mass, Catholic High is full of
traditions. The boys know what to expect as they get older and looked forward
to it.
5. Teachers- Catholic
has teachers who have been there for years and some freshly out of college.
Now, I do have my favorites and there is a couple who I would love to see the
backside of, but those are rare.
4. No girls. They are
way too much of a distraction. I know because I am one.
3. Cyber days- This
was a brilliant invention. No snow days
to make up.
2. Senior Tie- This
one item separates the men from the boys. It is a badge of honor.
1. And my number one
favorite thing about Catholic High School is the principal, Mr. Steve Straessle.
You will not find a principal who loves
their school more than Mr. Straessle. He honors the traditions of what makes
Catholic High great and enjoys doing so. He is a champion for my son. He was a key person in Jake’s high school
career not only as a principal but as a teacher.
So as the alma mater says:
Proudly we speak your name,
Proudly wear your colors.
Friendships made within your walls
Will mellow through the years.
We, in some distant day, may brush away a tear,
Born of memories as these we hold so very dear.
Proudly wear your colors.
Friendships made within your walls
Will mellow through the years.
We, in some distant day, may brush away a tear,
Born of memories as these we hold so very dear.
Thank you, Catholic High and go Rockets!
Hugs!
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