No running!
Zack! Zack! Don't make me call you twice.
Try to walk as if you're going somewhere. Look at you! Tuck in your shirt.
Good morning, Mr. Moonihav. Good morning, Zack.
Good morning Mrs. Hathaway. Good morning, Summer.
Good morning, Ms. Mullens.
Ms. Mullens, I wonder if I could bother you for a moment-
Mom, your car is in the 'No-Parking' zone.
I know, honey, but I just wanted to-
Mom, I'll do the asking. Go move the car.
All right, honey, if you're- She's so definite, isn't she just?
You're sure you've got everything?
Your homework, your books?
Good morning Mr. and Mr. Spencer-Williams. Hello, Tamika.
Good morning, Ms. Mullens.
How's she settling in?
It's hard to join a new school at your age, but she'll be fine.
And your cold's completely gone?
It wasn't a cold, just an allergy.
I- I'm holding her lunch. Christ, Kevin, I'm holding her lunch. Tamika!
Here at Horace Green
We face the future
Always striving, eager to succeed.
Here at Horace Green
The old traditions shape who we are
In word and deed.
Some are meant to read
We shoulder duties, seek perfection
Toil and never rest,
Thanks to Horace Green.
Our Alma Mater will take our place
Amongst the best.
Here at Horace Green
We march in lock-step
Ever upward, destined to achieve.
Here at Horace Green
We go forth proudly
Marked for success the day we leave.
And we shall achieve
In here till after
Decked with honor
Spread throughout these halls.
Thanks to Horace Green,
Our Alma Mater.
Nothing will shake these ivy walls.
Nothing will shake these ivy walls!