It had already been a long school year and it wasn’t half over. I was vice president of my daughter’s elementary school PTA and our school community was in its second year of a new principal. The start of the previous school year, we’d not only welcomed a new principal, but also a new assistant principal, new teachers, new students, and new parents due to the tumultuous effects of redistricting and several significant retirements. The top of the PTA had turned over along with the school’s administration. The physical plant was old and in need of much repair and as always the budget was tight. The new principal was hired to whip our test scores into shape and she knew exactly how she was going to do it. No one fully appreciated until much later that her notion of how to make sure no child was left behind might not match the notions of others in our school community. That first year of so much change was full of bumps and bruises. As parents and members of the PTA we were totally unprepared, unorganized and under-supported. By the middle of that second year, and despite being in line to head-up