Life is such a sweet insanity.
I love life and people. This is a place where I can write down what's happening, what I'm thinking, what I'm seeing and what I'm feeling. After all, life is just one blog entry after another.Thursday, May 20, 2004
People, people being people.
As I'm going through my daily tasks here at work, I let my mind wander for just a moment. For some reason, I recalled my high school years.
There was a teacher in my school that taught special education. Outside of her regular duties, she also assisted with the drama club and a social studies course, "Ethics Class". So I got to know her fairly well. Her name was (and probably still is) Karen O'Brien. She was present when I came out to myself, at the age of 16 (though I had known since I was six or seven) during one particularly emotional Ethics Class, but that's another story for another time.
I always admired Karen for one reason - she had an unstoppable zest for life. In the one yearbook, the teachers were polled for various reasons - interests, dislikes, etc. These were printed under their picture.
Karen wrote this for her interest:
What a wonderful thought. I'm going to make it a point to remember that more often.
There was a teacher in my school that taught special education. Outside of her regular duties, she also assisted with the drama club and a social studies course, "Ethics Class". So I got to know her fairly well. Her name was (and probably still is) Karen O'Brien. She was present when I came out to myself, at the age of 16 (though I had known since I was six or seven) during one particularly emotional Ethics Class, but that's another story for another time.
I always admired Karen for one reason - she had an unstoppable zest for life. In the one yearbook, the teachers were polled for various reasons - interests, dislikes, etc. These were printed under their picture.
Karen wrote this for her interest:
Interests: People - I find them fascinating. I haven't found one yet that didn't impress me.
What a wonderful thought. I'm going to make it a point to remember that more often.
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