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Why a campus matters

As a community we should fully appreciate the remarkable campus our students enjoy on this Hilltop in comparison to the K-12 day schools across the country. In our national INDEX comparison group, there are many metrics in which we hope to improve, but one area in which we perennially lead the pack is “square footage per student.” It always strikes me that in October, when the leaves finally pop into electric shades of orange and yellow, our campus is at its best. In particular, the early sunsets light this place up in particular hues that strike me as other-worldly.             Over the past few years, the Board of Trustees has certainly placed an emphasis on improving the curb appeal of this Hilltop. While we have always enjoyed a beautiful quad during my tenure, the gateways and entrances to campus have perhaps been a bit rough around the edges. With the support of BPC, our donors, and the hiring of new Director of Facilities Jason Murray last spring, I believe our attention t

Standing for Something

            One of our Board President’s favorite mantras is that Berwick stands for something.   Often he is in the foxhole with me sorting through particularly challenging ethical dilemmas associated with school leadership. My hope is that our community takes pride in knowing that our children, in this way, will always be a part of something bigger than themselves. To some degree, our core values articulate what we stand for, and I would draw our attention most specifically to our commitment to integrity today. Having engaged our student community in a conversation about values when I first arrived here, this was their greatest source of institutional pride: there were lots of great schools, but our students knew that Berwick tried to do things the right way.             Standing for something is often quite painful as a Head of School when dealing with unhappy students, parents, faculty, alumni, or even trustees. One case study I present in eighth grade Ethics is to ask the kid

Do you need a spoon?

            I was making my way past a crowded beverage station in the Commons last week when I heard something go cascading to the floor, like someone had dropped a pair of cymbals in the band room. It was not a tray filled with plates of food, but an entire container of clean spoons that metallically sprayed everywhere, dancing on the linoleum floor in a congested area of Middle and Upper School students filling soup bowls, grabbing silverware, and looking for tables. The culprit was not a student – nor even a teacher. It was one of our custodians.   We actually outsource our custodial work at Berwick, so this person was not technically even a Berwick employee.             As I looked for a place to put my tray to help out the rapidly blushing victim, little bodies dropped to the floor everywhere. I have to say that the vast majority of the kids in this case were Middle Schoolers – probably from grades five and six. It reminded me that I had worked in a number of other of inde