Alcott High School

We had the chance to talk to three of the teachers who work at Alcott, which is very near the DePaul Campus - within walking distance. I had been walking through that area before, and it's funny how the path we took seemed already familiar when we were there.

Due to logistics, we couldn't see a class (it was the students' last day of summer school) but we did have a very interesting teacher-to-teacher row of questions and answers. Sure, some were a little disappointed, but I was not. There's a certain sense of fellowship whenever one talks to a teacher and these teachers are heroic! I cannot believe how much they care about their students, and the extra time they devote to solving problems that are not strictly academic. To be honest, I don't know if I could spend that much time and energy calling parents.

The kids flew their kites and we flew back to the Student Center for an early lunch. Then I went downtown and grabbed some bulletins from the Visitor Center, the one that was closed when Rafaela tried to show it to us. It's amazing, overwhelming and sad to see that there are so many things to see and done, and many of them will take place when I'm gone. I must come back and see if the winter here is as harsh as they say.