Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Time

When I first started work in New Jersey, I struck up a friendship with J, the Spanish teacher who taught across the hall from me.  Many mornings, JT and I would stop in to say hi and JT, then age 3, would hop on the desks in J's classroom.  It's one of JT's fondest memories of his early years at school.

A few years have passed.  J has married M and they moved to two other continents before arriving in Washington D.C., where they've settled for a time.  And this summer, they had M, a baby as cute, charming and easy-going as his parents. 
Some day soon I hope that M will come visit my classroom and jump on the desks.  I think that JT could show him the ropes.

1 comment:

Shelley said...

Cute, cute, cute! (says Mr. D)

Great to think of boys on desks...