Boundless School Blog

Dear Boundless Families: Whilst dining the other night with my nuclear family, feeling unusually safe from any imminent threats of patricide, the conversation turned towards the absurd. My middle child (it's always the median that ultimately sinks to the bottom)...

Dear Boundless Families: I was up at the boarding school the past few days, taking it all in. It looked like the set of a Hansel and Gretel fairy tale. Deep and fluffy snow draped our 600 acres in a cozy purity that is an ideal metaphor for your kids' frame of...

Dear Boundless Families: Eager to reacquaint myself with the zeitgeist of each tribe, I have been snooping around the kids, trying to be a fly on the wall. This has proved rather impossible, as I have a reputation for being the crazy old guy. Kids sniff me out life...

Dear Boundless Families: The end of the beginning is nigh, and this place's striking beauty has a hypnotic effect on your kids. Which is not to say they aren't loud. Decibel levels increase hourly. Sometimes I feel like the crusty grandpa bellowing, "dang those...

Dear Boundless Families: I learned the Toronto buses left at 8:07 this morning. That's a record. A harbinger of a wonderful session? We shall see. It's been off to a great start. I bet you think I say that to all the gals. I'm not like that. You'll see. It's early...

Dear Boundless Families: Two days ago, I rendezvoused with the OE gang at the head of a 1.5 km portage that was preceded by a 10km head-winded exhausting paddle. The kids were spent and the trek into the Boreal forest had not yet begun. Morale was low. Every group...

Dear Boundless Families: It's been windy. Those deer flies haven't stood a chance. Yet another ingredient in this rather paradisiacal session. Okay, maybe I embellish. Having 60 teenagers in any one place is, by definition, is a paradise lost. I am mostly alone...

Dear Boundless Families: When there is so much to write about, and you don't know where to begin, I tend use the most recent event as a launching point. Ashley Strange (AKA Stranger), my partner in crime in keeping tabs on everyone, and perhaps the only other...

Dear Boundless Families: All arrived safely. It tried to rain today - a few drops in a bucket now depleted by 4 weeks of drought conditions. Flooding in the spring, drought in summer. A refrain I fear we shall be hearing a lot. But your kids couldn't care less....

Dear Boundless Families: I just visited the English class, and happened upon 20 teenagers engulfed in a cone of silence.  The only sound I heard was my own coronary at the witnessing of the ghost-like stillness in a group with a delightful reputation for...