i had this teacher once,Ā
taught german during the school year and was an archaeologist, digging in turkey during the summer.
He told us he became an archaeologist because he wanted to be indiana jones and my heart is still warm when i think about that.
at the end of the school year we were so heartbroken because this force of nature wouldnāt be our teacher anymore and when was the next time weād ever see him?
and he told us that we go through life meeting so many people that weāll never see again and it was really sort of comforting.
Last week, a friend told me that he was transferring to our current school as a social studies teacher.
and i had this subtle but overwhelming feeling, because i thought of what he told me four years ago, and i thought about the ways iāve changed and the ways heād change but how really there are no changes because my name is still olivia and his name is still harrison and well
thereās something real special about people who remind us of who weāve been and how we are not all things to all people.