My Convo with Mr. D

Hi, Everyone!

So, I just got done taking my Physical Science midterm. As of right now, my mind is a complete blank; all I remember is that my professor said that we may leave after we turn in our midterm. I remember completing it and turning it in, but that’s all I remember. I’ll find out the result on Monday.

And Lord help me—Monday is April Fools’ Day!

Anyway, on to some much pleasant news: I called Mr. D back home in Cali and told him about my assignment in Grammar & Comp II. It was no surprise that he was thrilled to help me “get another A+,” as he so put it. Well, I spoke to Mr. D for a good hour and ten minutes about his dream of becoming a kindergarten teacher. He began by telling me that he comes from a long line of teachers; his mother, the late Sylvia E. Douglas, was a great educator, as was his grandfather, Gary McKenzie. However, even after having graduated from college, Mr. D didn’t just get a teaching job all willy-nilly—he had to pass a teacher’s exam in his hometown of Minneapolis, Minnesota, and even after he did so, his first job was taking inventory at his father’s office supply store.

Mr. D then told me that he received a glimpse of his dream when he became a substitute Third Grade teacher. Once the position ended, Mr. D was inspired by his older sister to move to Southern California. Upon doing so, Mr. D worked at a children’s department store, but it wasn’t until a conversation with my Grampa Clark that his dream began to sprout life.

You know, I could go on and on about my conversation with Mr. D, but I think it’s best to save it all for my paper. However, I don’t want my paper to sound like a traditional dissertation—if anything, y’all know that I’m gonna add some life to it. It's due in a couple of minutes, and I only have so much time to put all of my notes together and make another A+ paper.

Perhaps I’ll holla at y’all later on this evening, but until then, y’all be good.

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha