News & Weekly Letters

I always say that once the Back-to-School Picnic has passed (and what a spectacular picnic it was this year, from the sheer number of guests to the cinematic closing deluge), it’s time for me to shift my attention to planning for the next school year (in this case 2025-2026.) It might sound like an exaggeration, but it is, in fact, quite accurate.

It was such a pleasure to see so many families today, as students discovered their new teachers and classrooms and parents stopped by the Parent Association’s uniform swap–thank you to the PA volunteers. After a slow start to August and the gradual return of colleagues since the 19th, it was revitalizing to feel the children’s energy in the buildings today – their presence adds meaning to the work accomplished behind the scenes this summer.

We could not let you go without one final “Weekly Letter from Jean Yves.” This one will be even more special and will end this amazing year with a bang. We are excited to write to you today to share some major news about the development of our school. Upon retiring four years ago, Yves Rivaud, the co-founder of The École, correctly identified that securing a long-term lease for our Elementary and Middle School building, as we had done for the Maternelle building, represented one of the most pressing challenges to come.

The end of the school year coincides with an intense week of celebrations at school–the Kindergarten, 5th, and (just a few minutes ago) the 8th Grade graduations. This week, we also invaded the recital hall at Baruch once more–it’s almost too small for us at this point–for a very moving end-of-year assembly. Between the joy for the Red House, our House Cup winners this year (well done to House Captain Zohar and her Housemates), the smiles of the students called up on stage to accept an award, and the stirring homage to Benoît, it was an emotional moment!

During one of my first Halloweens at The École, Benoît arrived covered in a simple white sheet. His tall silhouette cut a rather imposing figure on the sidewalk and in the lobby. Unlike today, when he is a reassuring presence at the door, at the time, no one expected to see him there—we were still in the middle of COVID, and social distancing was very much de rigueur.