One day, I asked students at the school where I work, “What’s the name of our school?” They responded in chorus with the expected exuberance of 23 first graders, “OLA!”
“What does OLA stand for?”
This response wasn’t quite as resounding as the first, “Our Lady of the Assumption!” Their eyes shone bright with proud enthusiasm.
“On what date do we celebrate Our Lady of the Assumption?”
Blank stares… then
“Wednesday!”
“Christmas!”
“New Year’s!”
One clever 7-year-old, her eyes darted about for clues and found a hint on a plaque hanging on the brick facade near where we stood outdoors, on our way inside from recess. She confidently blurted out “1952,” the only numbers on the plaque (the year the school was dedicated). Other parroting voices trailed in echo.