October's This, That & Other
St John Academy
"You aspire to great things? Begin with little ones."
~ Saint Augustine of Hippo
Here is a sundry assortment of things--liberal arts and otherwise--in a newsletter format that we'll offer each month.
Each week we will update the "What's Up...Next Week" section. And, well, other sorts of interesting things--a touch of philosophy, a note of music, nature or history, etc.--may also find their way into the monthly mix.
In addition to the update, we are pleased to announce our 2018-2019 PTO Executive Board: President--Bill Kuker, Vice President--Carlo Singson, Treasurer--Mike Watson, Secretary--Nicolas Mason. I'm excited to have this talented team in place--more information and activity to follow!
Enjoy your weekend!
Jeffrey P. Presberg
Saint John Academy
What's Up...Next Week and so
- Our Powerschool Portal is OPEN for Grades 6, 7, and 8.
- Saint John Academy will be hosting an Open House on Wednesday, October 17, 2018 from 9:30-11:00. If you have questions regarding our October Open House please contact the school office at (703) 356-7554 or email Mrs. Sutton at email@example.com.
- Our Fall Portraits will take place THIS COMING Friday, October 19, 2018.
- There is NO SCHOOL for students on Friday, October 26, 2018.
- We have an 11:30 a.m. DISMISSAL on October 31st.
Any questions, please call Mrs. Escudero at 703-356-7554 or firstname.lastname@example.org.
Open House on October 17th, 9:30 - 11 am. Spread the Word!
Let us make a special effort to stop communicating with each other, so we can have some conversation.
~ Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)
Time Out: A Fistful of Poetry...
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!
As Kingfishers Catch Fire
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves — goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying Whát I dó is me: for that I came.
I say móre: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: thát keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is —
Chríst — for Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men's faces.
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
A psalm of David.
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,[a]
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord