This is why adolescence and the arts go hand in hand. Unrequited love? There’s a poem, or two, or ten thousand, for that. To be human is to yearn, celebrate, mourn, rage, and love.

It often feels like watching popcorn in a popper: suddenly, across the room, children begin independently achieving and celebrating their accomplishments. This “popping” is not chaotic, but rather a beautiful unfolding of human potential.

“We were captivated by the quiet alchemy of the Montessori classroom.”