Anthony Esolen shares his delight in being a part of a small, fully intentional Catholic educational community in ways that many of us have been blessed to recognize:
Yesterday as I was walking to class, two of my students, an alto and a bass, were singing “White Christmas” out of the window, in harmony, hailing the arrival of the first snow. They sometimes hiccoughed in their harmony for laughing. I sat at lunch next to a student and a colleague, the former carving up the latter over a chessboard. Every day I see things I have not seen before. They are ordinary things, in order, and not the result of a committee.
There is an intellectual and artistic liveliness among them too. One of them, perhaps the quietest of all, spent fifteen minutes asking me questions about free verse, blank verse, why stress was the most prominent feature of English verse, whether that was so in other languages, and where he could learn more about the matter. I gave him a book to read.