Boundless School Blog

Dear Boundless Families: When studying Existentialists, it never hurts to quote Franz Kafka's first line in METAMORPHOSIS, "When Gregor Samsa woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, he found himself changed in his bed into a monstrous vermin." Well, when I woke...

Dear Boundless Families: Your kids have already lived a lifetime in the last few days of stormy weather. I'll get right to it cohort by cohort: English   I popped by this morning to a scene of 20 kids tap-tap-tapping at their laptops, writing a personal manifesto...

Dear Boundless Families: One parent emailed me after she dropped her lad off and said "the kids this morning looked like they were being sent off to prison". This was my first of many delights today. Before that, though, please know all arrived safely and the game...

Dear Boundless Families: The outdoor crew returned safely to port this afternoon. I got to hang with them on Friday night, and also led them through the whitewater madness on Saturday, which proved to be not so maddening after all. The river dropped two feet from...

Dear Boundless Families: I have never been so gratified to have road dust back. Summer unexpectedly paid a visit three days ago and we've been dry as a bone. The kids are slowly turning brown, the air is exquisite and its odour makes you yearn to be young again....

Dear Boundless Families: I have always understood the biblical reference to rainbows as a metaphor for troubles being over and better things to come. Now I'm praying for its literal definition. We have an exquisite one right now, but the forecast calls for two more...

Dear Boundless Families: Gorgeous weather up here, if you like April. Chilly, chilly. But as the english students shall surely soon know the term "Pathetic Fallacy" - where weather reflects the mood - it is anti pathetic fallacy late this afternoon. Your kids are...

Dear Boundless Families: Before the outdoor crew left for the Dumoine River in Quebec early Tuesday morning, I pulled Brett aside - their safety coordinator - and had a solemn heart to heart about keeping your kids alive. The trouble is that the Dumoine is at...

Dear Boundless Families: Aside from the fact that the skitters gnawed a number of your kids' limbs off, and that the deer flies, new to this insectivorish insanity, tore into untarnished teen flesh like Kamikazes - things are pretty hunky dory right now. I hung out...

Dear Boundless Families: The puddles and mosquitos, despite their best efforts, couldn't keep your kids from arriving safely. The day went without a hiccup. I just popped my head in on both groups at dinnertime. Let's be flies on the wall together so I can clue you...