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Alone on the Range

By Mark Toner 鈥 October 08, 2004 22 min read
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The Harney School in western North Dakota had just one student during its final year. But the influence of country schooling endures.

It鈥檚 a crisp, clear morning, the kind of day when a kid with an active imagination could think he has the entire world to himself. But Daniel Kennedy Jr. pays no attention to the vast, sweeping backdrop of green and brown North Dakota prairie around him, focusing only on the half-court patch of asphalt he鈥檚 currently pacing, looking up at the basketball hoop.

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Freshly tilled fields are at the 10-year-old鈥檚 back, stretching off to a distant two-lane highway called the Lewis & Clark Trail, so named for the explorers who camped nearby on their westward expedition. Beyond the highway, the bluffs of the Missouri River just barely jut into the ever-changing sea of prairie sky. In front of Daniel is the Harney School, a cream-colored, modular building nestled in a sheltering copse of trees. It鈥檚 late May, the last week of school in Williams County, and as Daniel starts taking shots on the basket, it鈥檚 clear his thoughts are already elsewhere. He misses his first few tries, the last one clattering off the rim with a crash that, in the desolate emptiness of the countryside, sounds as though it could be heard miles away. He grunts in frustration.

鈥淚t鈥檚 pretty bad when you鈥檙e losing and you鈥檙e the only person playing,鈥 Daniel says.

So goes recess at Harney, a country school that sits in empty prairie a dozen miles south of Tioga, North Dakota, and where, this past school year, the 5th grader was the only student. In his past four years at the school, Daniel had company鈥攆ive classmates one year, six the next鈥攂ut in the end, it was just him and Shirley Hageness, a cheerfully timeless veteran who once slept in one-room schoolhouses run by her own mother.

A school with one student makes for some equally strange bedfellows. Basketball games like the one Daniel鈥檚 playing are often interrupted by sightings of deer, quail, and turtles. Team sports involve improvised croquet matches between Daniel and his teacher, a mother of eight who hasn鈥檛 had that many kids at her school in years. Inside, a wall- size collection of awards and certificates of achievement鈥擲uper Reader, good attendance, Keep ND Clean Poster Contest, musical achievement鈥攁ll have one name: Daniel鈥檚. Schoolhouse- and apple-shaped picture frames from past years show a constellation of smiling faces, but this year鈥檚 portrait is a snapshot of Hageness and Daniel together on the merry-go-round out front.

While the Harney School is an extreme case, rural schools across the Great Plains have withered away over the decades as entire communities have faltered and, in some cases, vanished. In the 1920s, more than 4,700 one-room schoolhouses dotted North Dakota鈥檚 countryside, often no more than a few miles apart so kids could walk to them each morning after working the fields. By the end of the century, only about 10 remained, and this last week of classes is also the last week for the Harney School. Daniel is the school鈥檚 last student, and Hageness its last teacher.

So the expected rhythms of the school year, which began with a birthday party for Daniel during the first week of classes, have nearly played themselves out in the least-expected of classroom settings. But other schools, even ones in burgeoning suburban areas unlikely to ever have student-teacher ratios in the single digits, are looking back to the country schoolhouse as they struggle with how best to teach kids of varying abilities. 鈥淚t鈥檚 easy to romanticize educational experiences in small towns,鈥 admits Miles Bryant, a professor at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln鈥檚 College of Education and Human Sciences. Still, they have a lot to offer, he insists. 鈥淚nstead of trying to produce computer geniuses, they produce people who can contribute to society and be good citizens.鈥

For his part, Daniel talks about his year the same way he discusses his drawing, or Japanese anime, or dirt biking鈥攎atter-of-factly, with just a hint of dry humor. 鈥淚t鈥檚 been kind of boring,鈥 he says with a thin smile, as he continues pacing the basketball court. 鈥淎t least I don鈥檛 have to fight over any balls,鈥 he adds, taking another shot. This one goes in.


Earlier in the morning, a half-hour before the school day starts, Elverne Hageness is standing on the school鈥檚 wooden steps, leaning against a wall flecked by peeling paint. The faint sounds of a TV and a hair dryer come from inside, where his wife, Shirley, is getting ready for work. With home more than 180 miles away鈥攏ear Rugby, the geographic center of North America鈥攖he Hagenesses often spend several nights a week in the building. When Harney was busier, the couple slept in a fifth wheel trailer parked outside, but in recent years, they鈥檝e taken over the building鈥檚 second classroom. Along with stored curriculum guides and other classroom material, a bed, refrigerator, and other homemaking items fill the room. Clothes hang from hooks once used for kids鈥 coats and backpacks.

Elverne, a laconic man with a pencil-thin smile who鈥檚 almost always wearing a baseball cap, smiles when asked what he does while school鈥檚 in session. 鈥淏e quiet,鈥 he says in a crackly voice. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 even shave.鈥

A few minutes later, a silver SUV pulls off the Lewis & Clark Trail and begins the long drive down the school鈥檚 gravel driveway. It鈥檚 the Kennedys鈥 car, and after it turns into the circular turnaround out front, Daniel jumps out, dragging his camouflage backpack behind him. With his black button-down shirt, khakis and sneakers, and bushy shock of hair, he鈥檇 look perfectly at home in a school in the anywhere-is-everywhere suburbs. He glances up the steps, where Shirley Hageness has appeared at the door. Hageness, who won鈥檛 discuss her age beyond generalities (she鈥檚 in her 60s), has her auburn-tinted hair tied in a neat bun and is wearing an oversize floral shirt over her denim jumper鈥攊t鈥檚 a cold morning. She, too, looks like she鈥檇 be at home in any elementary school in the country.

She鈥檚 been at Harney for more than a decade, but between teaching and serving as the superintendent of a small district elsewhere in the state from 1972 to 1992, Hageness has run the gamut of rural schooling experiences. With a master鈥檚 in educational administration, she was certified in every grade level but one鈥攌indergarten鈥攚hen she first came to Harney; that accreditation soon followed.

鈥淲e鈥檙e only going until 2 today,鈥 Hageness says before the car pulls away. While Harney follows the same curriculum as the county鈥檚 other schools, day-to-day arrangements are more flexible鈥攕chool usually starts 45 minutes earlier and often lets out early, with liberal amounts of recess and PE to help break up the one-on-one time in the classroom.

"鈥橞ye, bus,鈥 Daniel jokes as his parents鈥 car heads to the highway and the school day begins.

Harney鈥檚 main room could easily accommodate a full class of students, as it once did, but now it鈥檚 set up in a way that lets Daniel alternate between working closely with his teacher and working on his own as the day progresses. A long, low bookshelf nearly cleaves the room in the middle, with a handful of student desks lined in a short row on one side and a long table for activities on the other. A horseshoe-shaped desk sits directly in front of Hageness鈥 own desk, behind which a white board lists the day鈥檚 schedule. Framed pictures of old country schools, yellowing newspaper clippings, and a collage of state facts fill the remaining wall space under narrow windows still adorned with adhesive snowflakes鈥攚inter鈥檚 over in the Dakotas, but just barely.

While the Harney School is an extreme case, rural schools across the Great Plains have withered away over the decades.

Daniel walks in and hangs his backpack on one of a row of pegs, then goes directly to the center seat of the horseshoe-shaped desk鈥攈is 鈥渘ear desk,鈥 as Hageness calls it. After she takes her own seat, the two sit face to face, just feet apart. A fax machine in a distant corner starts spitting out pages, and the faint sound of the television comes from the adjoining room, but otherwise, the school is as quiet as the countryside around it. Following the Pledge of Allegiance, today鈥檚 lessons start with a review of some previous penmanship exercises. The two shuffle papers wordlessly, then move to a reading activity. Hageness and Daniel take turns reading textbook passages about the White House, the teacher periodically interrupting Daniel鈥檚 measured recitation to ask questions. 鈥淚t wouldn鈥檛 look like that today?鈥 she asks, pointing at a picture from before the War of 1812.

鈥淒oubt it,鈥 Daniel responds.

When it鈥檚 Hageness鈥 turn to read, Daniel sits with a slight slouch and twiddles a pen with two fingers, but he鈥檚 clearly paying attention. At the end of the passage, Hageness shoots off rapid-fire questions, and he responds just as quickly, interrupting one multiple-choice question with an insistent 鈥淏. B. B!鈥

All of this is little- removed from the longstanding tradition of country schooling, which requires a single teacher to work with kids ranging in age from 5 to 14, all at different grade levels and abilities. Daniel鈥檚 鈥渘ear desk鈥 is the modern equivalent of the recitation bench, where, one by one, students were drilled by the teacher as the rest of the class worked quietly on their own.

In this setting, a mastery of the entire elementary curriculum is a necessity, says Marilyn Simmons, who, as superintendent in the 1990s, hired Hageness for the job at Harney. For that reason, Hageness, along with a group of about a dozen former colleagues, have landed consulting jobs with much larger school systems in Arizona, California, and elsewhere. While multiage classrooms are falling out of vogue nationally, the multilevel approach embodied by country schooling takes on renewed significance wherever students of varying abilities are grouped together. The strength of country schooling, says Bryant, the UN- Lincoln professor, is that it 鈥渢ends to be driven by an educational philosophy that鈥檚 developmental in nature.鈥 Put simply, the teachers know their students and tailor the curriculum to their needs.

And at Harney, even though the day鈥檚 schedule is written on the white board, Hageness and Daniel work at their own pace, moving from subject to subject as material is covered and questions answered. Daniel keeps track of their progress on a printed form called the Daily Work Plan, and when it鈥檚 time for math, he grabs the textbook and whispers 鈥淵es!鈥 before tackling a series of geometry problems.

鈥淗e loves math,鈥 Hageness says. When all鈥檚 said and done, he gets 25 out of 25 questions right.


One way to understand how the educational experience at the Harney School has boiled down to one adult and one child is to drive five miles due north, where an unassuming monument sits on a faint rise of rolling prairie. There, in 1951, speculators struck oil for the first time in North Dakota, transforming nearby Tioga, with six street lights and no running water, into a boomtown as workers鈥攃ompany men from places like Tulsa and Houston鈥攑oured into the area, living in granaries and churches until housing could be built.

鈥淭hey stayed as long as the oil fields did,鈥 says Tom Harney, who came to work 16-hour days not far from the school that now bears his name. Oil has always been a speculative business, and as the boom ended in the 1960s, many of the wildcatters left. Some would return during the oil crisis of the late 1970s, only to depart just as quickly when prices cratered again a few years later. But Harney wound up staying, serving on the local school board for more than three decades as he eked out a living during boom times and bust.

The Iverson Discovery Well Marker, named after the rig that first struck oil on Clarence Iverson鈥檚 farm, resembles nothing more than an oversize grave marker, and it also serves as a half-written epitaph to the area鈥檚 prosperity. While Tioga is still headquarters to an active drilling business鈥攐il rigs, with their hypnotic circular motions, still outnumber buildings on the open prairie, and familiar names like Halliburton and Amerada Hess are everywhere鈥 it鈥檚 a sleepy shadow of its former self. And like elsewhere in the Great Plains, the area鈥檚 farmers have been struggling for years as low commodity prices, declining land values, and mounting debts have led more and more of them to give up the business and move on. During the past two decades, Williams County has seen its population fall from a little more than 22,000 to about 19,700鈥攁 decline of just several thousand, but in less than half a generation, one person out of every 10 has left. 鈥淭hey can鈥檛 make a living,鈥 Bryant says simply.

The area鈥檚 schools followed the same arc, consolidating during the peak of the oil boom only to face a gradual decline in the years that followed. In the late 1950s, the state consolidated 42 independent school districts in Williams County鈥攎ostly one-room schoolhouses鈥攊nto the New Public School District #8, which, covering 1,185 square miles, is still one of the largest in North Dakota. The old whitewashed schoolhouses were replaced with four modern K-8 schools, and some are still booming, like Garden Valley, which today is home to about 60 students, and Stony Creek, which packs about 160 kids into a warren of modular buildings set up around an old country school used as the district鈥檚 consolidated kindergarten. But Round Prairie has just seven kids, and Harney, of course, has only Daniel. Older kids go to high school in one of the county鈥檚 incorporated towns, like Tioga, Williston, or Ray, and this year, most of Daniel鈥檚 former classmates have followed older siblings there as well. The district鈥檚 student body of about 220 has dwindled from 265 in recent years, and looking ahead, the numbers are no more encouraging.

In this setting, a [teacher鈥檚] mastery of the entire elementary curriculum is a necessity.

It鈥檚 a familiar story across the rural stretches of the Great Plains, where the state of the local schools often serves as a barometer for the health of the community and as an emotional reminder of more prosperous times. During the second half of the 20th century, rural counties throughout the 11-state region lost more than one-third of their population to urban areas on the outer fringes of the prairie鈥攖hriving places like Denver, Dallas- Fort Worth, and Minnesota鈥檚 Twin Cities, according to an analysis published in Rural Development Perspectives. And as in Williams County, state governments have used a combination of arm-twisting and financial incentives to combine independent country schools into larger districts, not all of which have thrived, according to Bryant. 鈥淲hen people move out of these small towns, they leave behind schools that will struggle for a while but really can鈥檛 sustain themselves,鈥 he says.

Now a sunglasses-wearing 72-year-old whose insistent tone recalls the times he鈥檇 jump on tables to make a point during contentious school board meetings, Harney often jokes about ways to sustain the area鈥檚 schools鈥攌idnapping children or buying them outright usually top his list. And his namesake school, traditionally the district鈥檚 smallest, has closely followed the area鈥檚 turns of fortune. Harney, along with others living in the rural expanses around Tioga, fought to keep the school open as the oil industry waned in the 1960s and, in later years, to ensure that kids there would receive the same benefits鈥攁ctivities, central air conditioning鈥攁s those in the larger buildings. The school was renamed in his honor during the following decade. Since Hageness has been at the school, she鈥檚 always been able to count the student body on her fingers鈥攕even one year, three another鈥 but until this past year, there has always been more than one.

If the local school serves as a barometer of a community鈥檚 health on the prairie, at Harney, the bus route became the barometer鈥檚 needle. Craig Hartsoch, an alum who farms the land across the highway, was the school鈥檚 bus driver, and in recent years, he had to drive farther and farther to pick up kids. 鈥淭he bus route started out as a circle,鈥 he says. 鈥淭hen it became a T. Then it was 30 miles before I picked up the first student.鈥 Eventually he wound up driving nearly 300 miles a day, picking up and dropping off just five students. This year, the only vehicles that turn into the school鈥檚 driveway are the Hagenesses鈥 aging station wagons and the Kennedys鈥 SUV.

It鈥檚 now recess at Harney, and Daniel is walking around to the back of the school, through tall grass to the edge of the copse of trees that encircle the building. For most kids, recess serves as a chance to play and socialize with friends, but at a one-student school, it鈥檚 a more introspective affair.

Crouching at a well-worn spot where he likes to sit and watch wild animals鈥攇ophers, badgers, deer, turtles鈥攈e points into a small ravine. 鈥淚 try to get my work done so I can go outside,鈥 he says. 鈥淎 lot of times, I take my notebook and write about what I see.鈥 But no animals are out today, and Daniel鈥檚 not content to sit for long. He meanders along the perimeter of the trees, stopping to point out a shattered pheasant egg. The faint smell of lilac is in the air, and the chill of the morning is pretty much gone.

The wildlife reminds him of home, where his family keeps ducks and chickens around their trailer, which rests at the bottom of a small hill halfway between the school and Williston, the area鈥檚 largest town. Daniel spent time in Washington state and Montana, where his grown brother and sisters still live, before his parents, both on disability, pushed eastward to the Dakotas, trying to stay ahead of the crime, noise, and other problems they saw spreading from big cities into the countryside. His father, Daniel Sr., decided to send him to Harney because he was inspired by his homesteading grandfather, who attended country schools while settling in Idaho more than a century ago. 鈥淚f [his stories] were so interesting to me looking back,鈥 says the 48-year-old, stroking his beard thoughtfully, 鈥渋magine what they鈥檒l be like in 2050, or 2100.鈥

At home and elsewhere, Daniel鈥檚 life is hardly one of solitude. Along with dirt biking, he often plays with friends, including former classmates. And three times a week, he goes into Williston for swimming lessons, which help fulfill his PE requirements. Still, he misses having classmates鈥攖hey participated in the Young Citizens League, a school-based civic group, they鈥檇 build enormous forts during snowstorms, and the rest of the time, they clearly goofed off. Last year, one of his friends 鈥渨ould go and talk to the toilet when it would run,鈥 he says. 鈥淓verybody made fun of each other, but we were nice.鈥

As recess ends, a white station wagon adorned with the familiar CBS logo pulls into the driveway. The Williston affiliate has sent a reporter and cameraman to capture a bit of the last week of classes at Harney. Over the past year, the school has received attention from local media and elsewhere in the Plains states, though the tone has been less one of astonishment than a wistful acknowledgement that the state of country schooling has come to this.

After the cameraman wanders around, recording images of empty desks and pictures on the walls, it鈥檚 time for Daniel鈥檚 15 minutes. The reporter sits down at the horseshoe-shaped desk with him, and the cameraman zooms in to get a tight shot of the 10-year-old鈥檚 face as the two talk in clipped sentences.

鈥淲hat鈥檚 your name?鈥

鈥淒aniel Kennedy. No, I鈥檓 not related to the president.鈥

鈥淚s it hard being the only student?鈥

鈥淚t鈥檚 not tough. It鈥檚 just boring.鈥

鈥淲hat鈥檚 good about it?鈥

鈥淣ot so many distractions. I get more of my work done.鈥

鈥淣o homework, then?鈥

鈥淚鈥檝e only had homework a couple of nights this year.鈥

鈥淭hat鈥檚 a real plus, you know.鈥

鈥渊别补丑.鈥

鈥淲hat鈥檚 your biggest memory?鈥

鈥淎ll the animals. We get squirrels in the trees, pheasants, deer.鈥

鈥淲hat鈥檚 the best part?鈥

鈥淭he teacher.鈥


While teaching at a one-student school is 鈥渕ore like tutoring,鈥 as Hageness says, it still requires considerable skills in classroom management, even with a student she calls one of the best she鈥檚 had in her time at Harney. With a good part of the day devoted to one-on-one drilling, it鈥檚 clear that Hageness has included ways to let Daniel be a kid. She tolerates periodic lapses in attention, letting him draw, for example, an ornately detailed picture of a tree branch while listening to audiotapes during a reading comprehension activity. When the fax machine spits out a couple of pages, Daniel retrieves them for Hageness as she continues lecturing. And though Daniel spends most mornings sitting across from his teacher, after lunch he often withdraws to a computer or his 鈥渇urther desk"鈥攐ne of the standard student desks behind the bookshelf鈥攖o read quietly or draw.

During the second half of the 20th century, rural counties throughout the 11-state region lost more than one-third of their population to urban areas on the outer fringes of the prairie.

A small irony is that the very tactics that pique the interest of bigger schools鈥攖he back-to-basics approach combined with a flexible curriculum鈥攚ere born not by design but of necessity, and they have their limitations in a rural setting. One failing often cited by reformers, says Bryant, is that rural schools don鈥檛 offer kids enough connections with their communities to entice them to stay once they get older. With its service projects, the YCL once helped fill that bill at Harney, but it鈥檚 no longer being offered at the district鈥檚 other schools. Another criticism, says Simmons, the former superintendent, is that students are required to work more independently of their teachers, and that鈥檚 true even at Harney鈥攁 good part of Daniel鈥檚 day is spent answering questions and filling out worksheets. Yet Hageness watches him closely, prompting him as he struggles with a word puzzle filled with phrases gleaned from 20th century history. 鈥淚鈥檒l give you a hint,鈥 she says. 鈥淥ne word is 鈥榗old.鈥欌 Daniel quickly identifies the second word鈥"war"鈥攁nd looks up. 鈥淒one,鈥 he says.

Hageness smiles. 鈥淒id you do fine on it?鈥 she asks. 鈥淕ood!鈥

The two are ahead of schedule, so Daniel鈥檚 out the door again for another brief recess. And once again, he won鈥檛 stand still for long. Scrambling up to a tree fort he built a few years back with his classmates, he ponders whether it鈥檒l be strange going back to a school with other kids. 鈥淵eah, probably,鈥 he says, and then he鈥檚 gone. When Hageness comes outside to look for him a few minutes later, he鈥檚 crouched behind the trash bin, hoping to buy an extra moment of solitude before tackling the remaining work to be done until summer begins and the school closes its doors for good.

While board members had originally planned to keep Harney open for one more year, as spring and its attendant budget deliberations arrived, they concluded that the arrangement was simply too expensive. Daniel was given the option to attend Stony Creek, and Hageness was offered a position elsewhere in the district. 鈥淲e can鈥檛 wait until we find no one is there,鈥 board member Beth Innis told the local paper at the time. As it turns out, that鈥檚 probably what would have happened. During the final weeks of school, Daniel鈥檚 parents decided they wanted to move on again, this time to a remote stretch of Alaska.

For Hageness, it鈥檚 the second time she鈥檚 endured a school closing. During her stint as a superintendent, she oversaw a high school outside of Esmond that went from 400 students to 25 before it, too, had to close its doors. Now Harney is just days away from joining the ranks of the county鈥檚 older abandoned schoolhouses鈥攕imple yet distinguished buildings easily identifiable by their whitewashed belfries. Just west of Tioga, one sits on a modest slope overlooking the railway tracks linking Chicago and Seattle, among the ruins of a once-thriving hamlet called Temple. Following a ramrod-straight dirt road west from there, another abandoned school appears minutes later, flanked by the naked frame of a swing set, the seats and chains long gone. But Harney will be full one last time, and Hageness is already looking beyond Williams County鈥攂oth for herself and for the building in which she鈥檚 spent the past decade.


Wearing jeans, ornate boots, and a hat emblazoned with a picture of an oil rig, Tom Harney is standing on the steps of his namesake, greeting people as they walk inside. It鈥檚 late afternoon on another day during this final week of classes, and some folks from the community have arranged an open house so former students, parents, and teachers can make a final visit. Harney鈥檚 daughter, Kelly, arrives with a covered dish. 鈥淲e鈥檝e got quite a few here,鈥 she says. He picks at his nails with the corkscrew of a pocketknife and shakes his head.

鈥淲e鈥檙e losing a good damn deal here,鈥 he says.

Hartsoch, the former bus driver, joins Harney and a few other old-timers on the stoop. Two girls, former students at the school, walk by. 鈥淚 miss you as my bus driver,鈥 one tells him. Inside, Hageness is with a group of former students鈥 parents, talking and laughing as they pore over old scrapbooks. Eventually, people settle into the classroom, squeezing into chairs along the walls and holding plates overflowing with food. One by one, each stands and shares what rural schooling has meant to them. 鈥淢y heart will always be with the country schools,鈥 one woman says. Another reminisces about going to the same school as her great-grandfather. 鈥淚t closed,鈥 she says, to the surprise of no one in the room.

Don Wick, the district鈥檚 current superintendent, says that Harney reminds him of his own time as a student at a two-classroom school. 鈥淚t was always a treat to come out here,鈥 he says. 鈥淲hen I first came to Harney,鈥 adds Jan Herfindahl, a former teacher, 鈥淚 felt sorry for myself. It wound up being the best teaching experience of my life.鈥

Then it鈥檚 Hageness鈥 turn. She鈥檚 decided to take early retirement from the district, but otherwise, she鈥檚 been vague about her plans. Now, pointing to two ornate floral arrangements in the front of the classroom鈥攕ent by school districts in Arizona and Minnesota for which she鈥檚 done consulting鈥攕he says she鈥檚 planning on continuing that work, only with a hands-on twist. While North Dakota doesn鈥檛 allow charter schools, she鈥檚 come up with the idea of launching an education clinic鈥攁 place for students of all ages and abilities to come for summer programs, and for adults to learn basic computer skills.

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As for the school itself, the modular building, which sits on leased farmland, is about to become surplus property. When it鈥檚 advertised for sale, Hageness intends to bid on it and have it moved near her hometown of Rugby to use for the clinic. 鈥淲e can鈥檛 let go of the school,鈥 she says. 鈥淲e鈥檝e got to have it someplace, doing something.鈥 And with Harney, who鈥檚 from the same neck of the woods, sitting in the crowd, Hageness announces the clinic鈥檚 name, as inspired by another, better-known oil tycoon: The Harney Educational Center. 鈥淚t鈥檚 like Carnegie to Carnegie oil,鈥 she says as the crowd laughs.

Outside, two kids, both Harney alums, are making a beeline for the basketball hoop, joining a handful of other youngsters clamoring on the playground equipment. Someone hollers out, 鈥淒o you miss it?鈥 One shouts back no, but the big grin on his face makes a liar of him. The sounds of happy kids playing echo clear across the prairie, and perhaps further still.

A version of this article appeared in the September 01, 2004 edition of Teacher Magazine as Alone on the Range

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It鈥檚 a stressful political season. These SEL best practices can help school leaders weather the unpredictable transitions.
Maurice J. Elias
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