Thanks for the life lessons

The school building is long gone to make room for newer ways to teach. The hair has thinned and grayed, the list of deceased classmates has grown by a few and the spirit of the class of ’68 turns out to be alive and well after 40 years in the wilderness of life. We gathered Saturday night as a group of 75 or so to reminisce, laugh, cry and remember. For several, it was the first time together since we walked off that graduation stage 40 years ago. Several of our teachers were present and I am reminded of the importance of educators in our lives who taught us much more than facts. I had the opportunity to thank them for teaching me things like the how to find the value of “X” ( the unknown quantities in life ), how to play on a team and follow rules, and how to sing and make harmony. But Maude was there from way back in grade school. Maude had taught us how to dance. I recommend you find a way to go back and thank someone who taught you life lessons. It will give you new perspective.

“Dance like no one is watching
Sing like no one is listening
Laugh like you have never been hurt”