Principal Anthony Madry stands in a noisy hallway at Central Academy of Excellence, greeting students.
“Good morning, good morning, good morning,” Madry says, fist bumping students as they pass. “Hey are we good?”
The student nods. “Yeah.”
Madry points to a young woman. “That’s Emily. Emily’s one of the best kids I have in this school. She’s one of my favorites. Don’t blush, please don’t blush.
“You try to learn most of the kids’ names, the reason being that’s the most honorable thing you can do,” Madry says.