Sometimes I forget that I grew up in Sammamish. I have so many connections to that town in my adult life through coaches, teachers and kids, and almost no connections to the school from my days there as a student. Today was a great example. I still attend the IJH staff party which is kind of weird because I haven't worked there for 18 months. I don't want to become Wooderson from "Dazed and Confused". But they keep sending me invitations and giving me beer and food. How could I turn that down?
The Eastlake Basketball games was another weird experience. I either taught, coached, or worked with half the people in that gym. Though I haven't really kept in touch with the kids at all. I get this moment with every kid where I have a mini panic attack trying to remember their name and any relevant details about them. I've started to develop some stock conversation tactics.
In response to "Why did you change schools?", I say either:
"Once you graduated, it was all downhill from there."
or
"I knew every other kid would look like a moron compared to you. I figured I should go out on a high note."
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