Merion is. and is not....

Merion is like home. It is a place of complete comfort. It is a house of mercy. It IS mercy. It is the best friend who is always there. It is like a theater - all of the magic and glory happens behind the scenes, far from what one can see from the outside.

Merion is not like disney world.

It is not a place of sheer and utter happiness. It is not comparable to the excitement that builds when waiting in lines for the most thrilling and exhilarating rides. There are no ice-cream stands with small mickey mouse heads, nor are there spontaneous parades with singing and dancing - well actually, there sometimes are. There is no source of constant joy or laughter. In fact, the walls seem to be saturated with a lot of tears and stress. If you walk the halls, you will almost always find someone crying or at least freaking out about the obscene amounts of stupid work that needs to be done for class in 3 minutes. But this stress and times of misery are not what make this place Merion. This place is instead defined by the beautiful friendships formed and the people who will always be there. It is found in the smiles and hugs that greet you all day long, no matter the time or day of the year. The beauty of Merion Mercy Academy is in the ornately decorated lockers on birthdays and in the hallways that appear to be an exploded wrapping paper emporium at Christmas time. The amazingness of this place is found in the need to make a difference in the lives of others. It is the constant struggle for social justice and harmony in the world. The splendor of this place is in the spontaneous singing and dancing, and in the awful yellow, green and red uniform kilts. Merion is a home. It is where everyone always feels welcome.