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Yesterday on the way to the post office, I passed the high school and had this bright (grimace) idea. I thought to go in and ask the computer lab teacher if she'd come look at my computer when she gets off. I have found that people will do all sorts of things for you if you ask. You never know till you ask, and NO is perfectly okay.
At my age I also should have learned NEVER GO OUT WITHOUT LOOKING YOUR BEST BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHOM YOU'LL RUN INTO. I was wearing a black tee shirt with the design of a multi colored dragon on it; it's face sprawled across the front of the tee, spitting multi colored fire. It's tail and claws wrapped around the side onto the back of the tee. Pair that with pink pants, and a pair of comfortable old moccasins with a hole worn through the left toe.
I go to the front office and sign the visitor book, but am told the teacher is in class. My sister in law Jean, the county school nurse is in the office with some other ladies. Jean has always thought of our family as poor white--well not trash maybe, but not as good as her family. She was a town girl, we were country. She's been the county school nurse for 30 years or so, and is well thought of; had her picture and a writeup in the paper as school nurse of the year.
Jean comes out of the office and we have a perfunctory conversation. How's your kids? Fine. How's yours? Fine. Then she says the princple isn't busy, she'll get him to talk to me. He appears and Jean points to me and says "This lady needs help with her computer." She made it a point not to introduce me as her sister in law. I'm used to that, no problem. The principle gave me the phone number of their tech who works on computers, since he says he himself is not that smart.
Outside, I see some girls in track suits daring each other to see who could run fastest. Two girls raced down the long tarmac from one end of the school to the other. They were wonderful. I applauded. Two more ran the distance. I applauded again. They were like gazelles. They marveled that anyone would applaud their efforts. What a tiny amount of encouragement it takes to boost someone's spirits. Another lesson I had learned--and had forgotten, only to be remembered yesterday. Susil
