by Caciques Nick Manning and Izza Drury When I write about The Island School, it no longer feels like I’m documenting an experience, but like I’m describing my home. The lethargic pace of a Sunday, an uncommon feeling around here, is like a deep breath during a busy schedule. We visit our usual spots around the Cape, and get the chance to enjoy each other’s company without the ominous, foreboding horizon of a deadline. With nothing to do, we are almost the most productive because we focus on each other, and although the day may not be so eventful, it is these memories that will stick with us. With a week full of parents and chaos, we enjoy the calm before the storm, even with all our excitement.