A few weeks ago I told my students, who are much smarter than the average kid, about how I got an F in language arts in third grade. They were all surprised that I, their teacher, the one who is suppose to challenge them at every turn, got an F. Most of the kids have never even gotten a B. One girl said, she got a B once... on an assignment. I have always been much more of a math and science guy. Give me a math problem or ask me a science question and I can come up with a pretty accurate answer. Ask me to diagram a sentence and I will just laugh.
Last week I was minding my own business at school when I heard my computer ding. The ding that symbolizes a new piece of mail, just waiting to be read. Now I hear the ding all the time, mostly because I get emails from 3 schools. Unlike most people I get to hit the little delete icon most of the time because most of the emails I get have nothing to do with me. It is kinda fun hitting delete. It makes me feel good to know I don't have to attend nearly as many meetings that actually occur (meetings are the worse part of teaching if you ask me). Well the email ding that I heard was designed just for me. As I noticed the sender my stomach kinda fell. It was from a woman I briefly dated, she works for an organization that I am involved with. I knew right away it wasn't an email to profess her love to me, but still just seeing her name on an email brought back some memories, good ones. I opened up the email and at the beginning was a little blurb asking about me and how things were going. After the quick blurb it was much more business like asking if I could write a letter of support to help get funding. I love the organization and it does so much the writing the letter was a no brainer. So I wrote back telling a quick story about a student I sometimes meet in the hall and letting her know I would gladly write the letter. A few hours later I get an email back from said woman thanking me for my future letter writing and commenting about my little story. She once told me that she loved reading my emails and I am guessing this one wasn't any different with how she responded. Now some people could write the letter and be done.... not me. I tend to think about things way too much.
First of all Said Woman* (her new blog name) started off the second email with "Kevin* You Rock!" That made me think of all the nice things she has said about me. I rock, I am a great guy, some woman is going to be lucky to find you, we have great conversations, you are an amazing person..... as we broke up. Compliments really don't help when you are breaking up with someone. Second of all I will be sending this very important letter to Said Woman* who has a masters in technical writing. As demonstrated by my F in third grade I am (after years of practice) an average writer. I have this fear that she will find all sorts of "technical" mistakes in my writing. Third of all (see good writers don't use "third of all") Said Woman* hit the Trifecta (what I look for in a potential date, three abstract things, to be explain in future post I guess). I like the memories of Said Woman* right where they are. This letter writing will let them yet gaining shine into my conscienceness.
But I will use my 3rd grade F writing skills to compose the best letter that I can. Send it up to her and wait for another email from Said Woman* telling me that I rock even more.
Looking ahead with WONDER...
Kevin
Monday, December 26, 2005
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