Teacher Memory of the day - June 17, 2013
K. messages me on Facebooik. He says,
K. messages me on Facebooik. He says,
- K 9:43pm
You save me from going to jail. I might have got life if you was not there to do what you did. Thank you
- KYou were a great teacherA summer night and the kids are having a party and they invite me. There's no alcohol - it's in a church. Nice, clean fun. But a fight breaks out somehow. K runs to his car and comes back with 2 of the biggest dang machetes I have ever seen or care to see in my life. One in each hand. And I jump in front of him and say "K, give me the knives." He says, "Miss Wei, you need to move. I don't want to hurt you." And I say "Give me the damn knives." This goes on for what seems like hours but was probably less than a minute. He finally gave up and handed me the knives. I remember I was shaking and damn, those were some heavy knives....I am sure he thought I had lost my mind....
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