The Story a School Cannot Tell Itself
Every institution has an official story. The real one is held in pieces, by people who have never compared notes.
An article from the Apply series
Every school I have worked at, and every school I have worked with, can tell you who it is in about ninety seconds. It is on the website. It is in the viewbook. It is painted on a wall somewhere, in a font chosen by a committee.
I went and read the mission statements of the five schools Niche currently ranks at the top of the country:
Hotchkiss seeks "a diverse range of students who are committed to the betterment of self and society."
Exeter sets out to "unite goodness and knowledge and inspire youth from every quarter to lead purposeful lives," that last phrase carried forward from the school's 1781 founding deed.
Choate pairs "a rigorous academic curriculum" with "an emphasis on the formation of character in a residential setting."
Brearley "challenges girls of adventurous intellect and diverse backgrounds to think critically and creatively, and to act with courage and integrity."
Lawrenceville "challenges a diverse community of promising young people to lead lives of learning, integrity, and high purpose."
Five schools, four states, founded across two centuries. Three of the five use the word diverse. Three use the word integrity. Two use the same verb, challenges. All five promise character stacked on top of intellect: goodness and knowledge, imagination and integrity, a rigorous curriculum and the formation of character. The sentences are earnest, they were written by people who meant them, and I have written a few of them myself.
And not one of them says anything about what the experience will require of the student.
That is not a failure of the genre. It is the genre.
I went to the mission statements rather than the taglines on purpose. A tagline is marketing. A mission statement is governance: a board approved it, it sits inside the strategic plan, and it is the sentence the school holds itself accountable to. It is the strongest version of the official story a school has.
And it still only describes what the school intends to produce. It was never built to describe what the producing costs, and no school has published that second document, because no school has it.
Ninety seconds is the layer that costs nothing to reach, which is why it is the one that gets written down. But it is the first layer. Walk in, enroll, stay four years, work there for twelve, and you get a different version at every depth.
Then you talk to forty people who spent years down there, and you get a different document. Not a contradiction. Forty partial versions of the same place, each one accurate from where the person stood, none complete, almost none ever set beside another.
And not from the same decade.
In my own archive, at one school, the accounts run from the class of 1998 to the class of 2023. Same gates, same campus, twenty-five years apart.
That school kept its name and its buildings across all of it and changed nearly everything else at least once.
So these are not forty views of one institution. They are forty views of an institution in motion, and the distance between them is the record of what actually changed and what only appeared to. Once you can see that, you cannot run a school the same way.
The Official Story and the Real One
Every school has an official story. The real one lives in the people who went there and the people who work there: what they carry, what it cost them, what they would tell the next kid. That is the institutional voice. Nobody possesses the entire institutional story, so you listen to the people who hold the pieces.
I want to be careful here.
There is a cynical version of this argument, and I do not believe it. The cynical version says the official story is marketing and the real story is the truth underneath it. The viewbook lies.
The alumni tell it straight.
That is not what I have found.
What I have found is that the official story is usually true and radically incomplete. It is written by the people with the widest view and the shortest exposure. A head of school sees the whole institution for six years. A student sees one slice of it for four, at the age when everything lands hardest. A teacher who has been there twenty-one years sees a third thing. A family that left after year two sees a fourth. None of those people is wrong. Each is reporting accurately from one position, over one stretch of time. The official story is simply the position that got written down and given authority, because somebody had to write something down.
Why an Institution Cannot Do This Itself
Here is the structural part, and it is the reason this is a practice problem rather than a values problem.
An institution cannot assemble its own voice, because the assembling requires standing outside every position at once, and nobody inside the building can do that.
I learned this on myself before I learned it anywhere else. I went to Episcopal High School, and then I came back years later and worked there, and the place was different. Same gates. Same campus. The institution changed because my position in it changed.
If a single person's understanding of one school can move that much just by moving seats, then no seat in the building holds the whole picture, including the seat at the top.
Researchers have a word for this, and it is worth borrowing. Positionality. Where you stand determines what you can see, and nobody gets to stand nowhere. It is why qualitative researchers are expected to state their own position before reporting what they found, not as a disclaimer but because the position is part of the finding.
Schools have positionality too, and theirs is the head of school's chair.
So the question stops being who is right about this school and becomes who is holding a piece of it, and has anyone ever put the pieces next to each other? In my experience, the answer to the second half is almost always no. Not because anyone is hiding anything. Because nobody's job description includes it.
The Practice
This is the Apply pillar, so here is the actual method rather than the idea of one. I ask five questions. They have not changed in six years and I have never needed to change them.
Who are you?
What do you do?
What was your educational journey?
When did you learn you were a person of color in your educational journey?
And knowing what you know now, what would you tell your younger self, or someone who looks like you, entering that space?
Then I listen from there.
People assume there must be more to it, and there is not, which is the point. The first two establish where someone stands today. The third walks every doorway they ever crossed. The fourth asks something almost nobody gets asked, which is not what they are but when they became aware of where they stood, and it locates that moment inside a school rather than in the abstract. The last one asks them to turn around and hand their map to the next person walking in.
The fifth question is where the institutional voice actually lives. What someone would tell the next kid is a distilled account of what the place required of them, and it is the piece institutions almost never collect, because it only gets said to people who ask.
What Comes Back
I went in expecting to collect stories about obstacles. What came back was something quieter and harder to staff.
The fifth question is where it shows up, because of how people answer it. Asked what they would tell someone entering that space, almost nobody describes the school. They describe what the school will require.
Take a female student of color, class of 1999 at a Virginia boarding school, who came to campus through A Better Chance. Here is her answer, and the shape of it is the evidence.
"You are not here by mistake. You belong here. You earned your place here." And everything that makes you different, she said, everything that makes you distinct, is your own beauty and grace. Do not let anyone, or anything, make you think otherwise."
Now read the shape rather than the sentiment. Nobody tells a fifteen-year-old she is not there by mistake unless the question was live. Three sentences of affirmation, carried for twenty-five years and delivered back to her younger self, are a report on what that girl needed and did not reliably get.
None of that is in a file. I have read the files these schools keep, in admissions and in residential life, and I have written my share of them. Not the need, not the shortfall, not the answer. It has existed in one place, which is her, and it surfaced because somebody asked a question that made room for it.
Now the other half of her account, because leaving it out would be dishonest. She told me there were tons of positive experiences there and that it matters how I build this archive. She said the school deserves its flowers, that when you leave there you are prepared. She still has her tenth grade Shakespeare anthology. Asked whether she would do it again, she said in a heartbeat.
Both of those things are true at once, from the same person, about the same school. That is what an institution actually is.
Set her beside a female student of color from the class of 2021 at the same school, twenty-two years later, whose answer to the same question was:
"Don't be afraid to show up and be your honest self, being your full self."
Read that as a line about courage and it belongs in a newsletter. Read it as an answer to what would you tell someone who looks like you walking in here, and it is the same report in a softer register. A daily decision about how much of herself to bring through the door, made often enough to warrant warning the next person.
Now set both beside a male student of color at Porter Gaud School in Charleston, class of 1979, who entered in fifth grade in 1972, among the first Black students there.
He does not describe any of this. Asked about race at school, he says he did not have a Black identity then. "I was just a kid." He says it more than once, he means it, and he is not performing anything.
This is the part people expect me to smooth over, so let me not. The accounts do not line up. If I only wanted a clean pattern I would leave him out.
But look at what does survive.
He names two people at Porter Gaud. A guidance counselor who, he says, "helped me to see that I could go so much further than I ever thought I could go." And the school's custodian, a Black man who had worked there since the campus was a military academy, who pulled him aside one day and told him to be careful about who he spent time with. That school had no faculty of color at all. The only Black adults in the building ran maintenance.
Neither of those moments exists in any record that school keeps. Neither does whatever made a fifteen-year-old need to be told she belonged. Neither does a daily decision made in a dorm room in 2019. Neither does the fact that one of these people still has her tenth grade Shakespeare book.
That is what survives across forty-nine years and two schools. Not one shared experience. One shared fact: the things that mattered most left no record. Forty conversations gathered with the same five questions produce that. One does not. And the number is not final. The collection is still running, and every account added either strengthens the pattern or complicates it, which is the only honest way to hold a finding.
There is an objection to all of this, and it is the right one, so let me raise it before you do.
These are volunteers. Nobody was randomly sampled. People who agree to sit down and tell an alumni storytelling project what their school was actually like are not a cross section, and they are probably more likely than average to have found belonging effortful. A researcher would call that selection bias. In a survey it would be disqualifying.
This is not a survey.
A survey estimates how a population feels. This finds out what an institution never asked. Those are different jobs, and self-selection damages one and not the other. If forty people volunteered to describe something the school never recorded, the fact that they volunteered does not make it imaginary. It makes them the only people who have ever reported it.
And look at who did the selecting. These people did not select into a study. They selected into the only place that asked. Their school had four years with them, or twelve, or fifty, and never ran the question. I put up a form, and they answered it.
That gap is not a weakness in the method. It is the finding, restated.
That is what an institutional voice is. Not a quote for the website. A composite of what a place actually required of the people who moved through it, assembled from the people who did the moving.
What a School Does With It
The practical turn, because Apply owes you one. Most schools already collect something. Exit surveys, senior surveys, an alumni questionnaire every few years. Usually a satisfaction scale, usually pointed at the people still enrolled, usually producing a number that goes into a board deck.
But the better instrument already exists, and plenty of schools are already running it.
The NAIS Assessment of Inclusivity and Multiculturalism, which most of us still call AIM and which NAIS has since renamed the Assessment of School Culture, goes out to students, parents, faculty, staff, administrators, trustees, and alumni, and asks all of them about climate, respect, inclusion, and belonging. In the schools I was working with, adoption came after 2020. The tool was available before that. What changed was the willingness to run it.
I want to give AIM its due, because it does the hardest thing on my list already. It asks across positions. A student, a trustee, and a departing parent are three different instruments pointed at the same institution, and AIM knows that. Most schools have never had anything close.
So the question is not what to replace it with. The question is what it still does not reach.
Four things.
It asks the people who are here. Alumni are in the instrument, which matters, but alumni are the people who finished. The family that left in year two and the teacher who resigned in March are usually not in any survey at all, and they are holding the most expensive information the school has.
It is a snapshot, not a sequence. AIM tells you what this community perceives this year. It cannot tell you what a 1971 graduate and a 2026 graduate would each say, which is the only way to see whether the thing you fixed stayed fixed.
It does not ask the fifth question. What would you tell the next kid. A climate scale tells you how people feel. Only that question produces a map, and a map is the thing a school can actually hand to someone.
And it does not assemble. This is the real gap, and it is not AIM's fault. I have watched institutions hold a new employee's ninety day observation and a departing employee's exit interview in the same office, three years apart, describing the same gap, and never place the two documents on the same table. I wrote about that pattern at length in The Cost of Not Listening. One person hands you the seed, another hands you the tree, and nobody in the building ever notices they are the same plant.
None of the collecting requires a consultant. It requires deciding that the assembling is somebody's job. Not a new role, and not a committee. A standing item on an agenda that already exists, one person named to it, and permission to pull files across departments without negotiating for them each time.
Let me put a number on it, because somebody's job is not a plan until it has hours attached.
Forty conversations at thirty to forty minutes each is about twenty-five hours of talking. Add scheduling, the reschedules, and the people who need a second call because the first one ran out before they were done, and call it thirty-five hours. Spread across a school year, that is under an hour a week. The reading, the part where the documents finally go on one table, is a single afternoon.
I know the number because I have paid it. In The Cost of Not Listening I counted the practitioner side up: roughly a hundred and twenty conversations with graduating students, another hundred and twenty with families who were leaving, a hundred with mentees, the ninety day check-ins with new hires, and the alumni calls on top of those. Set the recorded interviews and intake conversations behind this archive beside them and the total clears five hundred. Fifteen minutes to an hour each, a good number of them needing a second call because the first ended before the person was done. Call it more than two hundred and fifty hours of people telling me what an institution was actually like.
I am not recommending that. I am saying the first forty hold nearly all of the signal, and forty is under an hour a week.
Now set that against the other end. In The Cost of Not Listening I worked through the 1-10-100 rule, the quality management finding that a problem costs roughly a dollar to prevent at the source, ten to correct once it is inside your process, and a hundred once it reaches the person you were trying to keep. A question is the dollar. A meeting is the ten. A family that leaves in year two is the hundred, and it is already in your budget, under attrition and searches and professional services, with nothing on the line item explaining what it bought.
Under an hour a week is the dollar. Every school reading this is already paying the hundred.
The reading is a different problem, and I should be straight about where I sit in it.
Positionality does not stop an insider from putting forty documents on one table. It shapes what they see once the documents are there. A division head reads forty accounts as a division head, and an advancement director reads the same forty as an advancement director. That is not a flaw in either of them. It is the same constraint that made the official story partial in the first place.
So the honest split is this. The collecting is inside work and should stay inside, because the relationships are inside and they are the whole asset. The reading benefits from someone with no position in the building to protect. That is a real reason to bring in an outside eye, and it is a different reason than not knowing how.
What I Finally Understood
What I finally understood is that this does not fail for the reason I spent years assuming.
I thought the barrier was willingness. That schools did not want to know, or were afraid of what they would hear, or had quietly decided the official story was good enough. Some of that exists. Most of it does not.
The real answer is smaller, and better news than that.
The assembling belongs to no one.
Admissions owns the funnel. Advancement owns the alumni. Division heads own the students in front of them this year. Human resources owns the exit interview. Every piece of the institutional voice is already sitting in somebody's file, and the work of putting those pieces on the same table is in nobody's job description, on nobody's evaluation, and on nobody's calendar.
A school's real story is not hidden. It is distributed and unowned. Those are two different problems, and only one of them requires courage.
That also reframes the incompleteness. For a long time I treated the fact that nobody holds the whole story as a limitation, a thing to apologize for in the methodology section. It is not a limitation. It is the instruction. If no single account is complete, then listening is not a courtesy an institution extends to people. It is the only available method a school has for finding out what it actually is.
December
In December I am going to do this in a room.
At NAIS Gather in Boston I have seventy-five minutes, and the session opens with a question rather than a slide. Who helped you get here. Two minutes in pairs, then we put the answers on the wall.
What goes up on that wall will be a room full of people naming the person who stood in the gap for them, and every one of those names is evidence about an institution that the institution does not have.
I do not know yet what the room will produce. That is the honest position and I am not going to dress it up. But the design of the session is the argument of this article, which is that a group of people can assemble in one hour a picture of institutional life that none of them walked in holding.
So if you are going to be in Boston, come. I would rather have your account in the room than describe it to you afterward. And if you are not, I will write up what the room says.
If this sounds familiar
Your school is already holding the pieces of this. Exit notes, ninety day observations, senior surveys, alumni files, all of it sitting in different offices and none of it on one table.
If you want to talk about what those documents would say placed side by side, I am glad to have that conversation whether or not it becomes work. My calendar is open.
A note on sources and method
Every account here comes from BLAC's archive of recorded conversations and written alumni features, gathered with participants' consent. Quotations are verbatim from those recordings.
I have described each person by class year and how they identified themselves, and I have named none of them. Consenting to tell your story is not the same as consenting to appear as evidence in an argument about the institution you attended. Where I did not ask again, I did not name.
Two of the three accounts come from the school I attended and later worked at, and I have left that school unnamed in them deliberately. I am the interested party there. An argument about institutional blind spots should not rest its weight on the one institution I am least able to see clearly, which is the whole point of the article.
The aggregate characterization of what the conversations contain is quoted from BLAC's own published description of Our Faces, Our Voices, Part One: Where Belonging Begins.
The archive currently holds more than forty recorded conversations and 180 published alumni accounts spanning graduates of more than ninety educational institutions, gathered since 2021. It is a body of accounts volunteered by participants, not a sample drawn to be representative of any school or of the sector, and it continues to grow.
Where I describe patterns across private practitioner conversations rather than published accounts, those are de-identified by cohort and no exact class year is paired with a named school. The account of a school holding a ninety day observation and an exit interview that described the same gap comes from that private practitioner work and is de-identified for the same reason.
Positionality is standard vocabulary in qualitative research methodology, where it refers to the way a researcher's own social and institutional location shapes what they are able to observe and conclude. I am borrowing it here to describe institutions rather than researchers.
The five questions are BLAC's standing interview protocol and have been in use since the Our Faces, Our Voices series began.
Mission language is quoted verbatim from the published mission statements of The Hotchkiss School (Lakeville, Connecticut), Phillips Exeter Academy (Exeter, New Hampshire), Choate Rosemary Hall (Wallingford, Connecticut), The Brearley School (New York, New York), and The Lawrenceville School (Lawrenceville, New Jersey), the five schools ranked highest in Niche's 2026 Best Private High Schools in America list, retrieved September 2026. Rankings change annually and I use this one only to select a set I did not choose myself. Exeter's phrase "youth from every quarter" appears in its current mission statement and originates in the Academy's 1781 Deed of Gift. Choate's character language, including the word integrity, appears on the expanded mission page rather than in the two-part statement quoted above.
AIM is the NAIS Assessment of Inclusivity and Multiculturalism, which NAIS now publishes as the Assessment of School Culture. Its respondent groups and subject areas are described on the NAIS site. The instrument predates 2020; what I describe is the adoption timeline at the schools I was working with, which came after that year, not the origin of the tool.
Jonathan E. Lee is the founder of Bridging Legacies Across Campuses (BLAC), where he collects the stories of how people find their way through educational and professional life and studies why those journeys succeed. This article explores the fourth pillar of The BLAC Framework™: Apply.
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