Canterbury Communiqué A monthly online newsletter for the friends of Canterbury School
May 2015
What Canterbury Has Done For Me By Isabel Leigh ’15
After 14 years at Canterbury, it is difficult to define single moments spent at this school. IK through 12th grade seem to blend together in a stream of elated, anxious and fantastic consciousness. The only thing I know for certain is that I probably wasn’t learning differential calculus in Kindergarten, and that I think I traveled to Washington, D.C. with my classmates three times for different reasons. When addressing what Canterbury has done for me, I really have to stop and think, to unravel the intertwining memories of my life so far. I must weed out the mundane, and reflect on the extraordinary. For me, the extraordinary has been my teachers. Though I cannot claim to remember my first days of school, I can remember the fifteenth, the hundredth, the five thousand, one hundred and thirteenth days (approximately) because those were days when I realized why I was at Canterbury. These were days when I learned something that I had never heard of before, and these moments inspired me to search for more. My teachers helped me discover that we are not learning for the grade or for the college acceptance, we are learning because we want to and because it is something we enjoy. So, Canterbury has taught me to want to learn, it has provided me with the opportunity to feel comfortable speaking in front of large crowds (that’s what the last two trips to D.C. were for, Model United Nations), and to believe in myself. Yes, it’s sappy. Yes, it sounds like someone told me to “sell” Canterbury, but honestly, I don’t need to, because this school sells itself. Thanks for the memories.