Let's take a little walk down memory lane, shall we? :)
I remember when I was in 8th grade. I *loved* going to my science class everyday because the teacher was SO amazing! He inspired me to learn. He encouraged me to do my best. I felt like I could do anything in his class. Well, he ended up quitting half way through the year because his personal business started growing. I was devastated. But... this post is not meant to be about that amazing science teacher but rather the hole his absence created.
I was in honors and so another teacher already at the school took over those classes. And then the school hired someone else to take over the other teachers classes. There was a lot of shuffling that year. Anyway... Casey ended up having the new teacher. And the new teacher was just that--new. Fresh out of college. No idea exactly what to do. Filled with excitement and thrown into the sea of students.
The next year (9th grade), when I was Golde in Fiddler on the Roof and Casey was on stage crew, we both got to know this new teacher better. He helped a lot with the play and understanding the customs. We left to high school and didn't really keep in contact.
Fast forward to yesterday.
I am up at my school filled with excitement and about 100 questions. We are in the main office together and in comes "the new science teacher." But he isn't so new anymore... instead, I am the new teacher. He does a double take as he sees us together and his jaw kind of drops. He stammers "Wait, you two are married?!" in complete shock. We say yes and I grinned. I don't even know how to explain the look on his face other than something of "wow!" And then mumbles something about how old he is getting. We were there when he started teaching as students. And now I'm a co-worker. Crazy!