1,000 Words: Leaving 8th Grade

This photograph really signifies the end of a very long journey. It was taken at Steel’s graduation from 8th Grade at St. Stanislaus School and on the surface it would seem just that simple, but it was not. Our time at St. Stanislaus was filled with wonderful memories of extraordinary teachers and families that we will hold in our hearts forever. However, it was also filled with severe financial issues for the school, a high rate of administration turnover and spiraling morale. Times were tough, and watching our little school suffer was a painful experience. We were all ready to move on and commit ourselves to the high school experience as a family and that’s exactly what we did. This moment was not only transitional for Steel; it was transitional for all of us.

I remembered the wisdom of a friend that had older children. When her son graduated from 8th grade, she was tired and eagerly awaiting the next phase. I didn’t understand her motivation at the time, but I sure got it a few years later when Steel was ready to leave.

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven— A time to give birth and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. -- Ecclesiastes 3: 1-2