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Setting My Alarm For St James

Way back when, it was hard get up for school in the morning.

It was early, it was dark, and my bed was pretty cozy and warm.

I remember my mom calling from the kitchen, and as much as I loved school-sometimes I pretended not to hear.

On this particular day in November, my alarm woke me up for school again.

Early and dark, just like when I wore a plaid uniform and a starched white shirt.

Only this time (with the help of a very large coffee), I was pretty eager to throw back the sheets.

I always look forward to photographing the staff and students at St James,

It’s my fifth year shooting photos there,

And try as I might, I’ve yet to find a sleepy looking student.

Nothing but smiles.

What a great place to learn. 🙂








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