Dallas Morning News, Texas, 30 May 1999
Pomp and different circumstance
Seniors at West Texas school never found three to be a crowd
By Scott Parks
Staff Writer of the Dallas Morning News
MAPLE, Texas - Three Way High School students never get lost in
crowded classrooms or shunned by the "in" crowd.
Crowds of any kind don't exist in this remote corner of the arid
plains where West Texas meets New Mexico.
Senior classmates Jonathan Kindle, Jose Baeza and Gerald Perez
might never have met at a big-city high school. At Three Way, they
were the entire 1999 graduating class - the smallest of any public
high school in Texas.
"Sometimes, you get a lot of individual attention because you're
the only individual in class," said Jonathan, the class valedictorian.
"There's no separate groups at school. We're one whole crowd."
The community fabric is so tight-knit you couldn't stick a pin
through it. The kids may look the same in their jeans and T-shirts,
but the culture is a world apart from a big-city public school.
Three Way's 115 students, ages 5 through 19, come from 56 families
scattered within a 25-mile radius of the school. Mostly, their parents
are school employees, farmers and farm laborers - an even mix of Anglos
and Hispanics.
The faculty consists of 16 teachers. They hold class in a neat,
50-year-old tan brick building surrounded by treeless farmland as
far as the eye can see. The nearest store of any kind is 18 miles
away in Morton, population 2,600.
Mary Furgeson , a Three Way teacher for 18 years, has known two-
thirds of the senior class - Jonathan and Gerald - all of their lives.
"You just feel like you're their mother," she said. "A lot of them
call me Mary. It's homey. Maybe it shouldn't be, but I don't have
any discipline problems from it."
Superintendent Bill Hood, who's worked at Three Way since 1993,
said no one has been exiled to the county Alternative Education Program
for problem students. And no one has gotten in trouble for drugs.
"We get a rumor from time to time and bring out a drug dog, but
we've not had a kid in trouble for drugs," he said.
Occasionally, an adult has to remind a kid to remove a rifle from
the family pickup before he comes to school. Hunting is a favorite
after-school activity. Most students could walk out their back doors
to hunt quail, dove, rabbits or coyote. And a lot of them carry pocketknives
to school. In Three Way culture, it's a tool, not a weapon.
The discipline problems out here seem positively Brady Bunch-ish
by today's standards, according to Mr. Hood. A fight here and there.
A kid talking back to a teacher. A student driver peeling out in the
parking lot, leaving behind a rooster tail of flying dust.
Principal Danny James, who doubles as head coach of the six-man
football team, is the school disciplinarian. He paddles, counsels,
wheedles, cajoles and doles out menial chores until offenders get
right with the system.
In many big schools, teachers routinely give zeroes to students
who fail to turn in work. And, then, they move on.
At Three Way, students complete all classroom assignments - no
exceptions. Procrastinators sit in the office until they do the work.
"They usually get it done within a couple days," said the amiable
administrator, a heavyset man who dips snuff and cleans his fingernails
with a pocketknife. "I've got all the time in the world. The individual
attention is sometimes more than they want."
Out-of-town girls
Mr. Hood, Coach James, head custodian Octavio Perez and five teachers
live in reduced-rent houses on campus. They burn their trash in a
pit about a hundred yards away from the school and just a stone's
throw from the football field.
Mr. Perez is father of Gerald Perez, the senior class football
and basketball star. Right now, he's worried that Gerald, youngest
of his four children, may not go to college next year.
"He wants to work and make money," Mr. Perez lamented.
Gerald, a lean and muscular 19-year-old with a ready smile, said
he intends to enroll in South Plains College in nearby Levelland,
but his resolve seems halfhearted. He brightens when talking about
girls.
"Some of the towns around here get tired of us taking their girls
out," he said.
For romance, Three Way boys typically turn their sights on girls
in nearby towns. They rarely date female classmates, Ms. Furgeson
said.
"It would be like dating your sister," she said.
Jonathan, 18, said lack of privacy is a problem at Three Way.
"You don't want something out, and it gets out, then everybody
knows," he said.
Jonathan, who comes from a prominent Bailey County farm family,
plans to attend Texas Tech University next year to study agri-business.
He intends to return eventually to the family cotton farm, where he
grew up driving a tractor through the blowing dust.
Like his father and older brother before him, Jon believes he got
a solid, basic education at Three Way Schools.
But academic electives are scarce.
Band, art, choir or school newspaper don't exist. Neither do cooperative
work programs, because there are no local employers. The only foreign
language offered is Spanish. Forget about honors programs.
"Those things aren't possible in our type school," Jon said. "It
can get kinda slow sometimes."
But "slow" also is Three Way's big luxury.
With an average class size of five to eight students, the teachers
can easily slow down the instructional pace for any student in danger
of falling behind.
Jose Baeza, son of a farm worker, came to Three Way in 1996 from
Jal, N.M., population 2,200. He said his new teachers inspired, supported
and encouraged him to improve his grades year by year.
"They've done nothing but make it easier for me all the way," he
said.
Jose said teachers expect him to attend college, and he doesn't
want to disappoint them. He plans to take computer repair and maintenance
courses at South Plains College next year.
"When Jose came here, he was a handful," recalled Ms. Furgeson.
"Now, he mentors younger students in our computer lab. He's motivated
to do something with his life."
"This Is Your Life'
The 1999 graduation ceremony was held May 21 in the Three Way cafeteria.
Jon delivered a valedictory address. The Rev. David Graham, who pastors
the Baptist church across the road from the school, was keynote speaker.
It took less than a minute to hand out the three diplomas. The
ceremony also included a "This is Your Life" videotape about each
boy, complete with baby pictures and family photos. Proud relatives
and school staff beamed.
Jose, Jonathan and Gerald said they realize they missed out on
some things because of where they live. They graduated without ever
seeing the ocean or flying on an airplane. They never saw Michael
Jordan play basketball or watched Troy Aikman launch a touchdown pass.
Last week, however, they branched out beyond the plains for a senior
trip to Florida. Along with their chaperons, they drove 70 miles east
to Lubbock, got on an airplane and flew to Orlando. They splashed
in the ocean at Fort Myers, lolled on the beach and went deep-sea
fishing.
Then, they returned home to their West Texas cocoon 30 miles south
of Muleshoe.
"These kids are pretty sheltered," said Mr. Hood, the superintendent.
"I guess we're pretty isolated from the real world."