Sunday, November 22, 2009

Former student

Yesterday, at a concert, I ran into and sat with a former student who confided that she's 51-years-old.

Now how is that supposed to make ME feel? She was 14 the last I knew.

Geez.

6 comments:

  1. I know what you mean. I didn't start teaching until I was nearly 30, my first year of 4th graders are now 40 years old. Where did it go?

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  2. Yikes! I have a hard time realizing that children I used to babysit for now have their own!

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  3. That really is the weirdest feeling, isn't it? I remember old 1st grade students coming to me when they were going to college. How did they get so much older when I felt just the same?

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  4. the secret is we feel the same inside but our outsides have weathered...lol!

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  5. Jo and Kay, I don't know where it went. The years seem to slip away when I'm not looking. But I think
    Lin has it correct when she says we're the same inside.

    And Cheryl, you young'n you: Just wait until the children you used to babysit now have grandchilren!

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  6. I hate when that happens but at least we are still on the "right" side of the grass.

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