PN-G bamatex

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2014/05/05/benghazi-select-committee-chair-announcement-could-come-as-early-as-monday/
 
They couldn't have picked a better representative to chair the committee. If there's anything there, Trey Gowdy will find it.

You can't reduce it to any one factor. There are several factors needed for the environment to be conducive to it.
 
First things first, you have to have the teachers sold on it. To this day, the kindergartners are marched into the music rooms at every elementary school in the district on the first day of the year to learn Cherokee. The first words I can remember learning to spell after my name were Indians, spirit, fight, and victory (these days, they're spelling conquest too, so I guess you could say they're faster learners than we were). Most of my teachers made wearing a purple shirt on Fridays a requirement during football season, and several made it extra credit after football season was over. There were pep rallies with the Indian Spirit present, and several of the teachers wrote exclusively in purple ink. My first grade teacher, Mrs. Cobb, drove a purple cadillac. While things kind of died off in middle school (probably a result of letting the pride in the middle school programs die off without a real replacement), in high school, we had been so indoctrinated at such a young age that all of the underlying groundwork was in place for the pride to come back with a vengeance. Just like in elementary school, all of the high school teachers were in their purple on Fridays.
 
Second, you have to sell the community on it. When I was a kid, there was a store in Central Mall called Purple Pizzazz that sold, among other things, PN-G memorabilia. I remember parents staying up all night to decorate Merriman Street my senior year so that the players, coaches, cheerleaders, Indianettes and band members could see their community behind them when they got on the buses to leave for a game. Every organization known to man had booths set up under the bleachers selling memorabilia to fans, keeping all of that money in the hands of the school district and ultimately, the students. 
 
Third, and most importantly, you have to have successful programs. In order for people to take pride in something, it has to be something to be proud of. PN-G has that. The success in athletics is well known and documented on this site. Our band program has a long and successful history as well, capped off by all three high school bands and both middle school bands taking sweepstakes last week (only one other district in the state had that happen this year). Our academic prominence is well publicized, too; we've now won the district crown in UIL academics fourteen of the last fifteen years, and we were recognized by the US Department of Education as a blue ribbon school several years consecutively in the late 90s and early 2000s.
 
When you provide those three factors, and you manage to keep them for an extended period of time, you start to build a history - the honor, the pride and the tradition become entrenched standards around which the school is built. You wind up with a pseudo-symbiotic relationship built between school and community that pervades in one way or another almost every facet of the lives of student, teacher, parent, administrator, and average citizen. And from there, it typically only grows. That's what results in your school being the centerpiece of an exhibit about Texas high school football at the Bullock Museum. That's what gets your purple letter jacket recognized all across the state and, to a lesser extent, even the country. That's what keeps both towns emptying out and all the alumni coming back with their families from wherever they are in the world to fill up the Astrodome, and the Alamodome, and Texas Stadium, and Kyle Field and hopefully Jerryworld one day to set national attendance records written in purple ink. That's why you get a stadium literally big enough to fit everyone who lives in your hometown with about four hundred seats to spare, and a Friday night radio broadcast with a viewership thousands of listeners strong - more than double that of the second most popular broadcast - that gets email responses from as far away as Siberia and Iraq.
 
And perhaps best of all, that's why you get fans of other schools who hate your fight song so much, that they know it better than their own.  :D

FYI Indian and Bulldog Fans, Walmart has Stone Indian chief Heads and Bulldogs in the garden section. Got me one!

in 5 years nederland will be renamed  TJ…. :)

I heard there was a proposal to rename Nederland "Memorial North". 
 
I honestly would love to see PN-G and PAM play a non district game regardless of the outcome. 

You can't reduce it to any one factor. There are several factors needed for the environment to be conducive to it.
 
First things first, you have to have the teachers sold on it. To this day, the kindergartners are marched into the music rooms at every elementary school in the district on the first day of the year to learn Cherokee. The first words I can remember learning to spell after my name were Indians, spirit, fight, and victory (these days, they're spelling conquest too, so I guess you could say they're faster learners than we were). Most of my teachers made wearing a purple shirt on Fridays a requirement during football season, and several made it extra credit after football season was over. There were pep rallies with the Indian Spirit present, and several of the teachers wrote exclusively in purple ink. My first grade teacher, Mrs. Cobb, drove a purple cadillac. While things kind of died off in middle school (probably a result of letting the pride in the middle school programs die off without a real replacement), in high school, we had been so indoctrinated at such a young age that all of the underlying groundwork was in place for the pride to come back with a vengeance. Just like in elementary school, all of the high school teachers were in their purple on Fridays.
 
Second, you have to sell the community on it. When I was a kid, there was a store in Central Mall called Purple Pizzazz that sold, among other things, PN-G memorabilia. I remember parents staying up all night to decorate Merriman Street my senior year so that the players, coaches, cheerleaders, Indianettes and band members could see their community behind them when they got on the buses to leave for a game. Every organization known to man had booths set up under the bleachers selling memorabilia to fans, keeping all of that money in the hands of the school district and ultimately, the students. 
 
Third, and most importantly, you have to have successful programs. In order for people to take pride in something, it has to be something to be proud of. PN-G has that. The success in athletics is well known and documented on this site. Our band program has a long and successful history as well, capped off by all three high school bands and both middle school bands taking sweepstakes last week (only one other district in the state had that happen this year). Our academic prominence is well publicized, too; we've now won the district crown in UIL academics fourteen of the last fifteen years, and we were recognized by the US Department of Education as a blue ribbon school several years consecutively in the late 90s and early 2000s.
 
When you provide those three factors, and you manage to keep them for an extended period of time, you start to build a history - the honor, the pride and the tradition become entrenched standards around which the school is built. You wind up with a pseudo-symbiotic relationship built between school and community that pervades in one way or another almost every facet of the lives of student, teacher, parent, administrator, and average citizen. And from there, it typically only grows. That's what results in your school being the centerpiece of an exhibit about Texas high school football at the Bullock Museum. That's what gets your purple letter jacket recognized all across the state and, to a lesser extent, even the country. That's what keeps both towns emptying out and all the alumni coming back with their families from wherever they are in the world to fill up the Astrodome, and the Alamodome, and Texas Stadium, and Kyle Field and hopefully Jerryworld one day to set national attendance records written in purple ink. That's why you get a stadium literally big enough to fit everyone who lives in your hometown with about four hundred seats to spare, and a Friday night radio broadcast with a viewership thousands of listeners strong - more than double that of the second most popular broadcast - that gets email responses from as far away as Siberia and Iraq.
 
And perhaps best of all, that's why you get fans of other schools who hate your fight song so much, that they know it better than their own.  :D

You can't reduce it to any one factor. There are several factors needed for the environment to be conducive to it.
 
First things first, you have to have the teachers sold on it. To this day, the kindergartners are marched into the music rooms at every elementary school in the district on the first day of the year to learn Cherokee. The first words I can remember learning to spell after my name were Indians, spirit, fight, and victory (these days, they're spelling conquest too, so I guess you could say they're faster learners than we were). Most of my teachers made wearing a purple shirt on Fridays a requirement during football season, and several made it extra credit after football season was over. There were pep rallies with the Indian Spirit present, and several of the teachers wrote exclusively in purple ink. My first grade teacher, Mrs. Cobb, drove a purple cadillac. While things kind of died off in middle school (probably a result of letting the pride in the middle school programs die off without a real replacement), in high school, we had been so indoctrinated at such a young age that all of the underlying groundwork was in place for the pride to come back with a vengeance. Just like in elementary school, all of the high school teachers were in their purple on Fridays.
 
Second, you have to sell the community on it. When I was a kid, there was a store in Central Mall called Purple Pizzazz that sold, among other things, PN-G memorabilia. I remember parents staying up all night to decorate Merriman Street my senior year so that the players, coaches, cheerleaders, Indianettes and band members could see their community behind them when they got on the buses to leave for a game. Every organization known to man had booths set up under the bleachers selling memorabilia to fans, keeping all of that money in the hands of the school district and ultimately, the students. 
 
Third, and most importantly, you have to have successful programs. In order for people to take pride in something, it has to be something to be proud of. PN-G has that. The success in athletics is well known and documented on this site. Our band program has a long and successful history as well, capped off by all three high school bands and both middle school bands taking sweepstakes last week (only one other district in the state had that happen this year). Our academic prominence is well publicized, too; we've now won the district crown in UIL academics fourteen of the last fifteen years, and we were recognized by the US Department of Education as a blue ribbon school several years consecutively in the late 90s and early 2000s.
 
When you provide those three factors, and you manage to keep them for an extended period of time, you start to build a history - the honor, the pride and the tradition become entrenched standards around which the school is built. You wind up with a pseudo-symbiotic relationship built between school and community that pervades in one way or another almost every facet of the lives of student, teacher, parent, administrator, and average citizen. And from there, it typically only grows. That's what results in your school being the centerpiece of an exhibit about Texas high school football at the Bullock Museum. That's what gets your purple letter jacket recognized all across the state and, to a lesser extent, even the country. That's what keeps both towns emptying out and all the alumni coming back with their families from wherever they are in the world to fill up the Astrodome, and the Alamodome, and Texas Stadium, and Kyle Field and hopefully Jerryworld one day to set national attendance records written in purple ink. That's why you get a stadium literally big enough to fit everyone who lives in your hometown with about four hundred seats to spare, and a Friday night radio broadcast with a viewership thousands of listeners strong - more than double that of the second most popular broadcast - that gets email responses from as far away as Siberia and Iraq.
 
And perhaps best of all, that's why you get fans of other schools who hate your fight song so much, that they know it better than their own.  :D

You can't reduce it to any one factor. There are several factors needed for the environment to be conducive to it.
 
First things first, you have to have the teachers sold on it. To this day, the kindergartners are marched into the music rooms at every elementary school in the district on the first day of the year to learn Cherokee. The first words I can remember learning to spell after my name were Indians, spirit, fight, and victory (these days, they're spelling conquest too, so I guess you could say they're faster learners than we were). Most of my teachers made wearing a purple shirt on Fridays a requirement during football season, and several made it extra credit after football season was over. There were pep rallies with the Indian Spirit present, and several of the teachers wrote exclusively in purple ink. My first grade teacher, Mrs. Cobb, drove a purple cadillac. While things kind of died off in middle school (probably a result of letting the pride in the middle school programs die off without a real replacement), in high school, we had been so indoctrinated at such a young age that all of the underlying groundwork was in place for the pride to come back with a vengeance. Just like in elementary school, all of the high school teachers were in their purple on Fridays.
 
Second, you have to sell the community on it. When I was a kid, there was a store in Central Mall called Purple Pizzazz that sold, among other things, PN-G memorabilia. I remember parents staying up all night to decorate Merriman Street my senior year so that the players, coaches, cheerleaders, Indianettes and band members could see their community behind them when they got on the buses to leave for a game. Every organization known to man had booths set up under the bleachers selling memorabilia to fans, keeping all of that money in the hands of the school district and ultimately, the students. 
 
Third, and most importantly, you have to have successful programs. In order for people to take pride in something, it has to be something to be proud of. PN-G has that. The success in athletics is well known and documented on this site. Our band program has a long and successful history as well, capped off by all three high school bands and both middle school bands taking sweepstakes last week (only one other district in the state had that happen this year). Our academic prominence is well publicized, too; we've now won the district crown in UIL academics fourteen of the last fifteen years, and we were recognized by the US Department of Education as a blue ribbon school several years consecutively in the late 90s and early 2000s.
 
When you provide those three factors, and you manage to keep them for an extended period of time, you start to build a history - the honor, the pride and the tradition become entrenched standards around which the school is built. You wind up with a pseudo-symbiotic relationship built between school and community that pervades in one way or another almost every facet of the lives of student, teacher, parent, administrator, and average citizen. And from there, it typically only grows. That's what results in your school being the centerpiece of an exhibit about Texas high school football at the Bullock Museum. That's what gets your purple letter jacket recognized all across the state and, to a lesser extent, even the country. That's what keeps both towns emptying out and all the alumni coming back with their families from wherever they are in the world to fill up the Astrodome, and the Alamodome, and Texas Stadium, and Kyle Field and hopefully Jerryworld one day to set national attendance records written in purple ink. That's why you get a stadium literally big enough to fit everyone who lives in your hometown with about four hundred seats to spare, and a Friday night radio broadcast with a viewership thousands of listeners strong - more than double that of the second most popular broadcast - that gets email responses from as far away as Siberia and Iraq.
 
And perhaps best of all, that's why you get fans of other schools who hate your fight song so much, that they know it better than their own.  :D

You can't reduce it to any one factor. There are several factors needed for the environment to be conducive to it.
 
First things first, you have to have the teachers sold on it. To this day, the kindergartners are marched into the music rooms at every elementary school in the district on the first day of the year to learn Cherokee. The first words I can remember learning to spell after my name were Indians, spirit, fight, and victory (these days, they're spelling conquest too, so I guess you could say they're faster learners than we were). Most of my teachers made wearing a purple shirt on Fridays a requirement during football season, and several made it extra credit after football season was over. There were pep rallies with the Indian Spirit present, and several of the teachers wrote exclusively in purple ink. My first grade teacher, Mrs. Cobb, drove a purple cadillac. While things kind of died off in middle school (probably a result of letting the pride in the middle school programs die off without a real replacement), in high school, we had been so indoctrinated at such a young age that all of the underlying groundwork was in place for the pride to come back with a vengeance. Just like in elementary school, all of the high school teachers were in their purple on Fridays.
 
Second, you have to sell the community on it. When I was a kid, there was a store in Central Mall called Purple Pizzazz that sold, among other things, PN-G memorabilia. I remember parents staying up all night to decorate Merriman Street my senior year so that the players, coaches, cheerleaders, Indianettes and band members could see their community behind them when they got on the buses to leave for a game. Every organization known to man had booths set up under the bleachers selling memorabilia to fans, keeping all of that money in the hands of the school district and ultimately, the students. 
 
Third, and most importantly, you have to have successful programs. In order for people to take pride in something, it has to be something to be proud of. PN-G has that. The success in athletics is well known and documented on this site. Our band program has a long and successful history as well, capped off by all three high school bands and both middle school bands taking sweepstakes last week (only one other district in the state had that happen this year). Our academic prominence is well publicized, too; we've now won the district crown in UIL academics fourteen of the last fifteen years, and we were recognized by the US Department of Education as a blue ribbon school several years consecutively in the late 90s and early 2000s.
 
When you provide those three factors, and you manage to keep them for an extended period of time, you start to build a history - the honor, the pride and the tradition become entrenched standards around which the school is built. You wind up with a pseudo-symbiotic relationship built between school and community that pervades in one way or another almost every facet of the lives of student, teacher, parent, administrator, and average citizen. And from there, it typically only grows. That's what results in your school being the centerpiece of an exhibit about Texas high school football at the Bullock Museum. That's what gets your purple letter jacket recognized all across the state and, to a lesser extent, even the country. That's what keeps both towns emptying out and all the alumni coming back with their families from wherever they are in the world to fill up the Astrodome, and the Alamodome, and Texas Stadium, and Kyle Field and hopefully Jerryworld one day to set national attendance records written in purple ink. That's why you get a stadium literally big enough to fit everyone who lives in your hometown with about four hundred seats to spare, and a Friday night radio broadcast with a viewership thousands of listeners strong - more than double that of the second most popular broadcast - that gets email responses from as far away as Siberia and Iraq.
 
And perhaps best of all, that's why you get fans of other schools who hate your fight song so much, that they know it better than their own.  :D

What I should have mentioned was how many games WO-S has won by a touchdown or less. In the last thirty years, that totals 7. I guess that shows how long it's been since I've taken a close look at PN-G's all-time game results.

You have no idea how many games WO-S won over PN-G by one point....

We moved to BH two years ago from PNG. My kids to this day want to move back. They told us that they would rather graduate from PNG than BH. They started in Kindergarten at PNG and we lived there for a long time. It's hard to get the purple blood out of your system. lol Alot of it is a close knit community between Port Neches and Groves. The majority of kids and parents are close friends, they buy into the traditions already in place with new ones being made every year. My kids learned "Cherokee" in kindergarten. They send players, cheerleaders, Indian Spirit to the elementary schools for pep ralleys. The schools play a huge part as well because they push the spirit from high school to elementary. Those kids are counting down the days that they will be able to play for the high school whether football, baseball, basketball, Indianettes, etc.. There is no school district that comes close to the spirit of PNG. I have people in Barbers Hill that tell me they can't stand when Cherokee is played, but they think it's neat to watch the Indian Spirit dance and all of the traditions of PNG. That says alot when other schools admire your spirit and traditions, although they wouldn't admit it on here. lol :D
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZWE0sNntAQ

Well at least they finally disowned the Butch.

Just letting y'all know Tony Brown got an interception in today's spring game. Things look pretty promising for him.

Just letting y'all know Tony Brown got an interception in today's spring game. Things look pretty promising for him.

Just letting y'all know Tony Brown got an interception in today's spring game. Things look pretty promising for him.

Imma have to google embezzlement. :lol:

Bandkid........that was some good stuff

It will link you to a Bisd page. ;)

I know there's an exception to the degree requirement for people with 10 years of experience doing the mafia's accounting, but I don't know about the military. Did you do any embezzlement?

I know there's an exception to the degree requirement for people with 10 years of experience doing the mafia's accounting, but I don't know about the military. Did you do any embezzlement?

Stay tuned for Part 2 of  "Ways to put your foot in your mouth"

If you want to know the truth I have a BA from UT and MBA from Rice.

Corruption as serious as what exists in BISD is too pervasive and too entrenched to be removed with a simple replacement of a superintendent and temporary dissolution of the a school board. BISD cannot have as many problems as it has without most, if not all, of its administration being either aware of or complicit in the criminal activity. The only way to fix this problem is to uproot and replace the administration in its virtual entirety.

He may be at home deleting files and shredding papers.