Post Script: eat your heart out

Our student died early Monday morning. The XC coach called the team in to cancel their meet on Tuesday. After much consideration, they decided the senior who had passed away would have wanted them to keep running. So run they did. It was a hard race. My students came to school the next morning tired and yet still jittery. Boys took 2nd.

Thursday was the next meet, a local one. Our high school took home every single trophy. The girl in the back row of my fourth period took home a 2nd place medal. The one in front hit her personal record.

In a very long week, it was a good day.