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!