Warren, what the hell?

Oh, so I was on the campus of the elustrious Prince George’s Community College this morning–looking like a student of course because I was WAY dressed down with my hair cornrowed and wearing a hoodie–and I ran into one of my former students, Warren.  I recognized him by that same red hat he always wore.

“Warren, what the hell?” I greeted him.  I gave him a hug and asked him how he was.  Then I thought, “Is a appropriate to hug my former students?” He told me he’d been getting my email blasts about “Twist” and that he’d support me. 

Two things that I found interesting about our conversation: one-he asked if there was an audio book. Wow! I’d thought about asking my few readers if I should go ahead and record a full a full audiobook.  Now, I think I’ll give it some serious thought. Two-he asked if I’d be back this spring.  How’d he know I was gone for a semester?

Instantly I knew I’d made the right decision to quit my lousy 9-5 and return to teaching–more on that in another post.  I felt at home when I stepped on to campus and it felt good to have a former student checking for me.

It was almost as if God said to me, “Dude, trust me on this one. I know what I’m doing.”

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