Tonight was the Mandatory Parents’ Meeting, an annual joy for the parents of kids at Ethan-7yr’s school. We all sit in a large church sanctuary and are reminded not to go more than 5 mph in the parking lot. And really, many of us could be required to hear that on a monthly basis, not just an annual one. (No, not me.) Then we adjourned to our kids’ classrooms for more announcements from the teachers.
I have to confess, when I realized who Ethan-7yr’s teacher was this year, I was HORRIFIED. Ethan-7yr had assured me that he’d heard she was nice. I couldn’t put a name with a face, and had no reason to doubt him. But then.. . Then we had the appointment where, a week before school starts, we’re supposed to go to the classroom and drop of school supplies, chat with the teacher and let the teacher and the student get a little acquainted over the tasks of organizing school supplies. An excellent tradition. But when we walked in, and I saw who the teacher was, I felt a little sick.
She’s lovely. She is also a virtual clone to another woman who works at that school who I used to know fairly well, and over the years has become an acquaintance. So for the last few years, on occasion, I have almost thrown my arms around Ethan-7yr’s teacher in an odd hug that would have been inappropriate and hard to explain. I’ve come close, and then had to retreat quickly and pretend it did not happen. It has happened repeatedly over the years. And I’ve also said "HI!" with great enthusiasm, only to realize I"ve never actually met her and she is NOT the person I thought she was. It’s also led me to completely snub the acquaintance who I actually DO kinda know. I just don’t trust myself to recognize that it is truly her, and not the stranger who is now the lovely woman teaching Ethan-7yr – and so I ignore her. If we speak, it always, always, always her who has to say hello first. Isn’t that nice?
The ‘Let’s Talk and Bond Over Sorting Glue Sticks’ appointment went well. Then I just couldn’t help myself any longer, and confessed that I was the crazy lady who had almost hugged her repeatedly and started conversations only to walk off abruptly, and I was SO VERY SORRY but I thought she was this other lady…"
Mike was embarrassed FOR me, he later said.
And do you know what she said? "Oh yeah. Happens all the time, we could be sisters. People are always doing that"
I choose to believe her. Nope, I do NOT think she was just being polite to make me feel less moronic, I choose to believe every word of it.
She’s so nice.