Horace Green Alma Mater

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!