Suspended in Time
Isn’t it interesting how some people are suspended in time within your memory? When I think back to my high school biology teacher and calculate what her age must be now, it’s jolting, and a little worrisome. Forty five or so at the time (although the perspective of age is skewed for the youth, so it’s hard to say). Is she still alive? My high school French teacher is surely gone because he was ancient even then, but I’ll save him for another story. Mrs. Ehnes, or was is Ms.? She’s one of the few teachers with whom I felt a bond. I ate lunch in her room most days with some friends. On one lunch visit I mentioned how my dad was bribing me for good grades.”My dad said he’d buy me a computer if I get an A in science.” I don’t recall her response but the topic shifted like they tend to do with several girls surrounding a table with a lone adult. I was not a good student because I was lazy. I think I tried a bit harder for Ms. Ehnes because I liked he...