The atmosphere in SAR High School was a mixture of excitement and anxiety. The school year had begun less than six weeks earlier, but the way the Jewish holidays fell out this year, this was to be the start of only the second full week of school and the first in over a month. The work of school would now begin in earnest.
“Mommy, five more minutes…please!” three-year-old Tamir McCourt called out. Seconds later he was clambering up the steps of the indoor slide to join his best buddy Livia. The two of them slid down, and, amidst much laughter, landed on top of one another on the colorful crash-mats below.