Yesterday morning, I was running late once again. It was 8:07 am, leaving me 23 min to get to the bus stop, catch the #2 to campus, and then go several blocks to the building where I teach my class. It wasn’t promising. In desperation, I did something that I haven’t done in about five years – I broke out my skateboard. Then I took off as fast as I could to go the two or three blocks to catch my bus. It felt fantastic.
Yes, I still remember how to ride. No, I did not fall or crash. Yes, it did surprise my students when I walked in carrying a skateboard. And yes, I did make it on time, thank you very much.
Friday, January 11, 2008
blast from the past
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impressive. I wish I had skateboarding skills so i could walk into class some time with a skateboard. Alas, I'll have to find something else to shock my students.
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