Hmmmm, didn't realize that so much time had passed since my last (pseudo) entry. Sheesh. I've really been zonin' out the last couple of weeks. Some big decisions have been made, and Now I'm in the process of determining the best way to execute them. Needless to say, when I do actually begin said execution of plans, I will be rather scarce. Anyway, I went to Mocha Hut last Thursday, and ran into a couple of folks I hadn't seen in a while, or, rarely see. Got a chance to chat a bit with Rebecca and Charneice, who I only see occasionally. Rebecca told me that she is getting ready to graduate in May! Wow!!! That makes me feel older...not old, just older. So, Charli Brown and Rebecca are both making that big walk, that's what's up! Also, I ran into this young lady with an adorable smile who was like, "I know you from somewhere." Me not really knowing where that could be, she asked, "Do you know the illpoets?" Now, I was going to play it off, but Bru was laughing like, "That's his site!" She was like, "Oh, you came out to my school when I was in 11th grade. Suitland".
I then stated that I remembered that, and that Suitland was actually my old school, too. I then made the mistake of asking what she was doing, to which she responded, "I was up at Howard for two years, but now I'm..."
Waitaminute, you were in 11th grade at the time, and since then, you've done two years at Howard before going into some military stuff? Geez, how old am I? Wow. It was impressive that she remembered anything at all. More impressive was the fact that she remembered Patrick's poem, "Prince Jones' County", which is still a favorite of mine.
Just goes to show, you never know the impact you make.
I remember one time (at band camp...sorry, couldn't resist), during my first year of teaching, a parent came up to me, "Mr. Bennett, I wan to thank you. I don't know what you said to them, but they came home and took off their fake fingernails, and threw away blah, blah, blah". Now, I don't say blah, blah blah as in I don't care, more like, I don't remember the particulars that well anymore. And you know what, I still don't know what I did or said to make those two young ladies change their perception.
On second thought, perhaps, I shouldn't allow myself to be but so scarce, huh? Hmmm, we'll see...