mentor
As the days and weeks count down, I tutor students to save money for world travel.
The building I work in is the same where Surfer Dude works in.
We met at a lunch break, and he took time to ask me how things were going.
His office hadn’t changed much since I last met him. I did think for the past year that he had gone on and left.
“How was this spring?” He asked as we sat down for a coffee.
“It came back again,” I answered, talking about my sadness with Lise. While it lasted much longer than I thought, it did leave me.
He nodded.
“Something else is different,” he noticed.
“Yes, but I don’t want to talk about it,” I waved off his comment.
“You’ve been here in Canada for longer than you originally said,” he said. “Has it helped you?”
I thought about it for a moment.
“I don’t think everything came back,” I answered, “but I think I could understand who I was before I first left.”
“That was pretty much all you could do, no?” He raised his cup to his lips and began to sip.
After a half-minute of silence, he added, “It was really nice knowing catching up with you. You are by far, the most interesting person I have met.”
I shook his hand and returned to my office, to wait for my own mentee to arrive.
Tags: june 2009
