five classes is a lot of talking. i think i lost my voice.
also, it was very surreal to see my high school again. i never thought i would ever be going back there, and doing it was absolutely terrifying.
the students seemed perfectly calm. i don’t understand it. they sat there, all calm and serene. don’t they know how scary high school is? how could they forget that feeling of driving up to high school from jr. high school and gazing at the big room full of strange people that all secretly want to steal your boyfriend/girlfriend, cheat off your homework, write on your books, and all sorts of other nefarious deeds.
it was nice to see familiar faces like Bruce Horn, Maureen Barisonik (a.k.a. Justin’s Mom) and Mr. Jones!
Thanks very much to Erica Bensik for bringing me to her classes. I met lots of people and non of them fell asleep that I could tell, and everyone seemed bright and cheerful and full of energy, enthusiasm, and ideas.
Now, if only my voice would come back…