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Strider 2.0

     About a week after Kelvin was named Headmaster at Strider, he was itching to get me there to teach. At first he said that I would be unable to live on campus, but I didn't know that in a few weeks Pat and I had to return to Grenada. As she resigned from Sitel, I also had to keep working at Sprint Mart once we moved. I thought this would work out, but how things ended up at Strider and the attitudes of Sprint Mart management in Grenada put a quick end to that.
     The only apprehension I felt after talking to Kelvin was that there were still board members still present from the Bradshaw regime that would veto my return. However, that was not the case. It was also good to know that the Board in place was wanting a more intentional Christian emphasis this time around. But there were still traces of the long-time "Free State" mentality such as teachers and parents smoking within plain view of students. By Christmas I was more concerened that there were financial issues Kelvin and others were staying in the dark about. After New Years, I took a leap of faith by resigning--while losing my temper with the leadership, getting some back pay, feeling angry at some people that I believed were lying about the crisis at hand, and questioning the motives of coworkers who decided to stay. On the bright side, I found an opportunity to audition for my next full-time position by subbing (first of all in Grenada--then ultimately with Sub Teach in East Tallahatchie, Coffeeville, South Panola, and Senatobia). While this did eventually pay off, I do feel for what became of Strider (they finally closed their doors in July 2018). Maybe it was meant to be in business as long as Coach Bradshaw was alive.

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