Dear Friends of Boundless:
A few years ago, an independent evaluation of Boundless rapped our knuckles for not doing enough for young adults and Boundless school graduates. As many readers know, we recently launched quite a few initiatives to address this gap.
But none is so dear to my heart as the newest – a beloved Leader-In-Training program (LIT) that started 10 days ago. Open the attached photo of these intrepid five guinea pigs and tell me afterwards that your hearts didn’t melt into emotional fondue. They are so exquisitely cute. Oh man, I need grandchildren. For now, this gang will have to do.
The boundary lines have been obscured by the fact that these former students are now our colleagues. It’ll take a bit to get used to. Is my crass sarcasm and potty mouth, normally reserved for our teachers, now okay with the LITs? I am quickly learning that I can be an idiot with just about anyone.
I also learned that our boarding school’s trade secrets were, in fact, front-page news. Those scoundrels knew every darn passcode to our gear storage BEFORE we revealed them.
I just had a financial literacy lunch with the gang that began with pulled pork sandwiches and the mysteries of what the heck to do when you get your first paycheque. How to open a bank account. Taxes. Saving. Budgeting.
Aghast about the whole paying taxes thing, they were relieved to learn that by simply filing a tax return, they shall get quarterly government rebates for things they don’t spend money on because Boundless treats them like kings and queens.
Then the conversation turned into a hotly debated ethical dilemma. Kunu blew the roof off when his financial plan included giving 10% of every paycheque to his OLDER brothers, plus a full third to his mom. The group enthusiastically endorsed helping his mother, who has “slaved away her entire life for his family,” but the brothers were a definite no-no.
Kunu looked unconvinced. He’ll make his decision by breakfast tomorrow, when individual financial plans shall be etched in stone.
This gang just tickles me. The prospect of a few shekels in the bank has them feeling like millionaires right now. In many essential ways, they are not wrong.
There’s a slew of you reading this who are funding this escapade. This extension to our boarding school feels oh….so….right. It gets our juices flowing, makes our staff team infinitely richer and more interesting, and brings a fresh wave of oxygen to a staff team already moving mountains to keep this community together.
Thanks for everything, readers. Happy Springtime.
Gratefully yours,
Steven
