Friday I ran into two of my old students, Isiah and Terrance, on my way into a liquor store to pick up drinks for a BYOB Mexican dinner. We chatted about school, and how much it has changed in the last couple years. They gave me a lot of grief a couple years ago, but they are good kids, as were almost all of the students I taught.

I used to live in perpetual fear of running into students in my real life, but now it's a pleasant surprise. These two almost crapped when I offered to buy them beer, but quickly realized I was joking. I may have been one of the cooler teachers at school, but I'm not that cool.