What an 8-Foot Closet Taught Me About School Leadership
The third floor of Crescent Hill Baptist Church was special. On Sundays it belonged to the church. On Wednesdays it belonged to us.
We turned that floor into an oasis of Biology, Astronomy, Nature Studies, and SPGC (Spelling, Penmanship, Grammar, Composition). A long hallway connected six classrooms. At the very end of it sat a narrow closet, about twelve feet deep and five feet wide. Nobody would have looked twice at that closet. But it became one of the most important classrooms in the history of Highlands Latin School.
An academically anxious seventh grade girl, Lily, sat in a small classroom with fourteen classmates. They had all finished grammar school at HLS the year before with one teacher, but now they would have four or five teachers in the Upper School, each with slightly different expectations and a different pace.
Lily was the type of student every school would cherish, but one who could also fall through the cracks. She was very quiet, a diligent note-taker, always prepared for class, but not quick to absorb new material and she was aware of her academic struggles compared to some of her high achieving classmates. Her transition to Upper School was not easy. Her parents scheduled a meeting to ask, "Is this worth it?"