Walking up to Pender High School where it stands, nearly alone alongside Highway 53, the scene can appear almost a little desolate.
Flat fields spread into the distance and a chilly wind sweeps past, rich with the smell of invisible hog farms. The life in this little collection of buildings is hardly apparent. But let the buzzer sound for break, and suddenly everything is chaos, action, noise...
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