Dear Bush community,
To know someone in all of their intricacies, aspirations, contradictions, and complexities is to experience connection. If we are lucky, we will find true connection with an individual—or even an institution—a handful of times in our lifetime. We highlighted this unique phenomenon throughout the year with our school-wide theme, connection.
We focused on how we wanted to show up for and be with one another in community, and we asked students to pay attention to personal connections that form in the hallways, in classrooms, on the stage, and in the Commons. Along with people, we noticed the connection to the lush landscape that surrounds us and the beautiful, dynamic learning environments on campus.
Centering connection means focusing on shared goals, the common good, and our collective successes. This has been one of my aims as well, as I conclude my time in a community that I care about so deeply and that has given my family and me so much. My connection to the school was built one conversation at a time. It is what I will miss most about The Bush School: the way the people care for and support one another. In an Open Mic performance this spring, I was struck less by the talent of our students (and there was plenty on display), than by the thunderous applause that rang out at the end of each performance, filling the auditorium and our hearts with joy.
Over the years, I’ve witnessed students cheering on friends from the sidelines or the stands, STEM and Writing Center tutors staying through and beyond their lunches to ensure that a classmate understands a concept, an Upper School student patiently helping out a Third Grade student who is on their fifth attempt at winning a prize at Fall Festival, two Fifth Grade students sharing the qualities they admired about a peer at a Moving-Up Ceremony, and tears turn into smiles as a Twelfth Grade student’s disappointment at not being admitted to her first-choice school is replaced by excitement for a friend who did. These memories are indelible.
I will look back appreciatively on the defining moments that drew me to this school, like coming together after a loss and crying on the shoulder of a fellow teacher and then returning the gesture weeks later; faculty reshaping and recasting how they kept students engaged during COVID; teachers going to the book reading of a colleague and listening attentively to every word; forming bonds while gazing at the stars during an overnight E-week; revealing yourself through honesty, vulnerability, and Kant; and laughing together in the fitness center, unafraid of who might hear because it’s so early that no one else is on campus.
Connections are strengthened by conversations about a favorite sports team, a De La Soul concert, the poetry of Mary Oliver, or royal music played by a student-faculty parent band in front of 300 people. They are built through silliness, love, heartbreak, and recovery.
The beauty of a connection is that once established, it endures. Relationships change over time, but the people you meet remain with you forever. The students, faculty, staff, Trustees, and families within a school come and go. This is inevitable and how they and the institution grow. What remains are the bonds formed, the learnings gained, and the ways our outlook shifts to bring new worlds into focus. I’ve experienced all of this at The Bush School.
To the wonderful people who enriched my life over the past eleven years, thank you. I will take pieces of each of you with me. It brings me comfort that I will never not know you.
Warmly,
PERCY L. ABRAM
PH.D. HEAD OF SCHOOL