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I went back to my high school today to visit my former French teacher. As I walked in the building, the first thing that hit me was the smell. Not that it was a bad smell, but smell has a way of triggering memories more than the other senses, I think. All of a sudden, I felt like I was back in that period of 1994-98 where I actually belonged there.

But I didn't, and because I am a Suspicious Outsider, I had to go to the main office and sign in as a visitor. We didn't have any of that crap when I was in high school. Back in my day, we... anyway. I knew I could pass for a student, but that students weren't supposed to be in the hallways between classes. Rather than risk getting detention, I went to the main office and started filling out the sign-in sheet.

"Who are you? Who do you want to see? What are you here for?" the office-woman asked me, accusingly.
"I'm here to see Isabelle C--," I replied, "I'm a former student."
"Is she expecting you?"
"Well, not today specifically, but I knew that this was her free hour, so--"
"Well I'll have to see if I can get ahold of her so that she can tell me if you can go."
"Well, I--"
"I can't just let you go up there. What does she teach?"
"French. But I--"
"I'll call her."
"She doesn't know I'm coming today, specifically, but she does expect me."
Quizzical look.
"I've been emailing with her."
"Well then, okay."

She gave me an enormous neon-green Visitor sticker to fill out with my name and the date and to stick on myself. I crammed it into my pocket and went upstairs.

srah - Thursday, 5 June 2003 - 11:28 AM
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gravatar katie - June 5, 2003 - 2:40 PM -

I'm afraid to go back to my high school... like they're going to see me and say, "This? This is all you've become?"

gravatar alfie - June 5, 2003 - 8:26 PM -

I haven't really been back to my high school this year except for sporting events. I went back to my elementary school to visit teachers, but they had a meeting. Meanwhile, a way to get me to go back to my middle school has been discovered. That is where I have to go to vote. So I go, vote, then make sarcastic comments on the place.

gravatar Dylan Moreland - June 10, 2003 - 2:26 PM -

I just graduated from that school -- I took Spanish, so I got the jolly Sr. Puente instead of Isabelle. I will not miss the silly bureaucracy that governs the halls and delayed me from getting my diploma on time :), but it was a fun place.


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