When the Past Comes Calling
My mother has been in clean out mode. I’m not sure what spurred her interest of ridding their home of all mementos of my school days…perhaps the fact that I just turned 43 and haven’t been in school under their roof for a quarter of a century. Who knows? Anyway, she’s turned up some gems and I just had to share her most recent find.
These notes were attached to an autobiography I made in fourth grade. It’s funny. I don’t remember this having an impact on me at the time. But some thirty-plus years in the future, as I approach the release of my debut novel, Inherent Truth, it seems clear. A teacher’s words can be prophetic. Maybe I should’ve listened sooner!