Saturday, September 20, 2008

There are no words

Standing in line to buy a righteous babe t-shirt:

Ginger: "I'll take a #4 Medium"

Vendor: "Got it."

Ginger: (holding shirt to torso, talking to Rich or to anyone who will listen) I don't know. Should I get a small?"

Girl Next in Line: "Well. This would look really good if you wanted it to hang off your shoulder like this, but otherwise you should get a size smaller."

Ginger: (looking at girl with gratitude) Thanks..Um. (Studying the girl's features...thinking Oh my God) Are you Cara?

Girl Next in Line: (looking up for the first time) OH MY GOD. MRS. HAAG!!?!!!!!?!

(Much hugging and kissing and kissing and hugging and tears and squeals and hugging and kissing and oh God! hugging!!)

Cara: I KNEW you'd be here! I just knew it! I've been thinking about you.

Ginger: Cara! How are you? Oh my God!? I love you!

(exiting line)

Cara: (To friend) Remember when I told you about my coach... Fruit Roller coaster... Creative problem solving? Fuck! This is her! This is Mrs. Haag!

Ginger: I taught Cara in 7th grade a million years ago!

Cara: I Love you! Let's have coffee. Soon. Promise me.

Ginger: Yeah. We have to . I've missed you so much. I have a kid.

Cara: No way! Oh my God!

Ginger: Yeah. We have to catch up.

Cara: Here's my number. Please call me.

Ginger: Yes! (tears)

Cara: I love you!

Ginger : I love you!

And we were reunited in that moment. Cara was one of my three angels - the girls I took under my wing, ones I would do anything for - that I taught ten years ago. I have been in constant contact with the other two but lost touch with my Cara. And just by chance I saw her tonight for the first time in years. And I can't even tell you how much it means to me to see her again. She's my baby, too. I want nothing more than for her life to work.. And she's overcome so much. I'm gushing..

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Saturday, September 20, 2008

There are no words

Standing in line to buy a righteous babe t-shirt:

Ginger: "I'll take a #4 Medium"

Vendor: "Got it."

Ginger: (holding shirt to torso, talking to Rich or to anyone who will listen) I don't know. Should I get a small?"

Girl Next in Line: "Well. This would look really good if you wanted it to hang off your shoulder like this, but otherwise you should get a size smaller."

Ginger: (looking at girl with gratitude) Thanks..Um. (Studying the girl's features...thinking Oh my God) Are you Cara?

Girl Next in Line: (looking up for the first time) OH MY GOD. MRS. HAAG!!?!!!!!?!

(Much hugging and kissing and kissing and hugging and tears and squeals and hugging and kissing and oh God! hugging!!)

Cara: I KNEW you'd be here! I just knew it! I've been thinking about you.

Ginger: Cara! How are you? Oh my God!? I love you!

(exiting line)

Cara: (To friend) Remember when I told you about my coach... Fruit Roller coaster... Creative problem solving? Fuck! This is her! This is Mrs. Haag!

Ginger: I taught Cara in 7th grade a million years ago!

Cara: I Love you! Let's have coffee. Soon. Promise me.

Ginger: Yeah. We have to . I've missed you so much. I have a kid.

Cara: No way! Oh my God!

Ginger: Yeah. We have to catch up.

Cara: Here's my number. Please call me.

Ginger: Yes! (tears)

Cara: I love you!

Ginger : I love you!

And we were reunited in that moment. Cara was one of my three angels - the girls I took under my wing, ones I would do anything for - that I taught ten years ago. I have been in constant contact with the other two but lost touch with my Cara. And just by chance I saw her tonight for the first time in years. And I can't even tell you how much it means to me to see her again. She's my baby, too. I want nothing more than for her life to work.. And she's overcome so much. I'm gushing..

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