Oct 31, 2005 14:16
So yesterday I was in Mass and had walked back to my seat from Communion and was standing and singing when I saw someone who looked familiar. It looked like Mr. Crosby, my high school Social Studies teacher but my high school is five hours away in Illinois so I was sure that I was just seeing things. I wasn't. After Mass, I called his name and he turned around and kind of stared at me in shock and repeated "It's a small world," like five or six times. He is teaching at a small high school somewhere near Anderson and is the defensive coordinator for the football team there. He graduated from Ball State and decided to move back here with his family. Small world. I told Sam about it and the first question he asked was, "So he's married with young kids. Did you have a crush on this teacher, too?" First of all, I hate the word "crush." It makes me feel like I'm in first grade. Second, I have never had a "crush" on a teacher. I have admired them because of their teaching style and loved being in their class but that's it. And that professor that he was referring to spent like fifteen minutes in class today talking about hunting animals and it was gross and graphic and sad, so now maybe my teacher phase is over.
Also yesterday, I went to a Halloween party with Gillies. She has a Francis Family from the church that she met her freshman year and has maintained a relationship with. She goes to Mass with them and out to eat and other things. They have three kids, and the mom had a Halloween party for the kids and invited Gillies and said she could bring a friend. It was so fun! There were about fifteen little kids there and they were all dressed up in adorable costumes and Gillies and I got to set up and lead games (like there was this string and marshmellows were strung across it and the kids had to hold their hands behind their backs and see how could chew it off the string the fastest and there was apple bobbing and other fun games). It made me want to be a little kid again, but since I can't go back in time, it made me happy that I decided to go back to the camp again this year. Fourth year as a counselor but it will be awesome. I miss it, and it's only been three months....