LA LU SPIRIT
You can see La Lumiere spirit everywhere you go on campus. You see it in the outerwear proudly worn by students every day. You see it in the students playing a game during lunch, trying to earn points for their Headmaster’s Cup team. You see it in the students hugging one another freely and without restraint after a win, an event, or just because. And the world saw it live on ESPN as our Varsity White basketball team won the DICK’S Sporting Goods High School Nationals championship game. It wasn’t the outstanding level of play or the disciplined well-coached team that garnered all the attention, it was the incredible, unending support and spirit from the fans (mostly La Lu students) that won the day. It was the moms, dads, students, faculty, and alumni who drove cross-country to watch their team play in New York City that wowed the commentators and made the rest of us back home proud.
While the La Lu Spirit and sense of community is everywhere, at times it can be hard to find in our own child. I finally found it in mine on a chilly Monday evening while watching our Lacrosse team play the La Porte Slicers. The Lakers won the game in grand fashion, and the fans stayed and cheered despite the very cold bleachers and wind. My son turned 15 that chilly Monday, and his large extended family drove from Chicago to cheer him on. Their voices could be heard chanting his name as he raced out onto the field when he was called in to play late in the game. Our family exclaimed that they heard other fans yelling his name, amazed that this new ninth grader would have fans already. As the game ended, the La Lu players huddled up, jumped up and down, and sang “Happy Birthday” to my son. He stood in the middle—beaming.
That night he became a true Laker. Not because he played well or because he felt accepted by the team, but because he realized he mattered. He mattered to the coaches and to his teammates. He mattered to the crowd of family and fans who watched and cheered. Like every teen, there will be days to come when he will struggle to feel good about himself. There will be days when he struggles to feel that he matters. But somehow, somewhere (in class, on the field, or around campus) there be another La Lu moment when he will be reminded that he matters. And my guess is when he graduates in four years, that chilly night he turned 15 will be one of his strongest memories.
Director of Wellness