Its been such a long long time...seems I cant get you off my mind...but thinking when I think of you...my whole world turns misty blue... Egad! When I sat to once again ponder whats on your mind I have no idea where the above came from... just bits of a song I heard somewhere in time. Hope all are doing great out there... Having not been on the tennis courts for almost two months now feeding the hope of pain free feet, I can report...shhh, I really hate to utter anything out loud...the balls of my feet are about 75% better... actually played a practice game yesterday with my wife, all ninety pounds of her... did not go full out, but did not feel the horrible burning sensations from the nerves between the metatarsals (foot bones that attach to the toes.) Had to have something so formed some blisters (actually pre-blisters) from the baby skin I have on my feet as a result of resting them so long... So I am really tempted to pick up the racket for real again.... Brett, David...be warry... LOL.... Had a few discouragements lately... out of my control at this point... briefly... having volunteered to mentor four middle school students, I am being defeated not by the students but by the school staff... Friday I went to the school about 1 PM to begin scheduled sessions with the four boys... the office secretary put me in an office and went to call for my 1:15 young man... he did not show...after 10 minutes of waiting I went to the front... the secretary apologised... she had forgotten to call Cody and proceeded to do so... His 20 minutes were up by the time he got there, however I was then informed my 2nd student was absent so I used that time for Cody. Then it was time for Damian... Five, eight, and finally ten minutes elapsed of his scheduled 20 minutes... I have to admit mounting frustration concerning my volunteer efforts... at the 15 minute mark I was making preparations to leave when Damian burst through the door breathless (he is a bit hyper) exclaiming his speech teacher was angry because he was missing class to talk with me... He told me she would not let him go until after roll was called one by one... I was ready to leave when he said our talks really helped him...what could I do??? There was 20 minutes build into my mentoring schedule before the 4th student...so I used that to mentor Damian who surely sensed my frustration because when leaving he asked, You will be here next Friday right????... I need to talk to you. There was still a few minutes before Billy, so I made sure my prepared questionaire was ready for him specifically. 2:55 ticked by on the wall clock but no Billy... nor at 3.OO...3:05 gave me the sinking feeling there would be no student...again, I was just sitting there wondering what had happened... Then I took babyish action - I got my folders ready and walked unoticed by the office staff out the front door. Once home I emailed the assistant principal in charge and notated what had happened to my mentoring efforts. As of now I have not heard anything back.... this apparent disorganisation is not the first... having heard it said the first time you hit me in the head with a hammer I can say...shame on you but the second time you hit me I have to say Shame on me. Hate to let those students down, but it looks like school personell could care less... to go and try again or see the writing on the wall...that is the question.
Posted on: Sun, 02 Feb 2014 20:16:59 +0000
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