Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Where have the years gone?

I met H. when she was a 12-year-old elementary school girl in a small Japanese seaside town and I was the English teacher at her school.
She's now going on 23, and I feel very old.
She lives in New York City and studies English at a language school there.
Here she is with her boyfriend, in SoHo on a recent weekend.
Watching her blossom as a person and witnessing the wonderful expansion of her horizons has been a rare privilege.
It has softened the impact of the passing years.


YourFireAnt said...

What an eloquent appreciation of the years. The seemingly simple paragraphs hint at stories within stories within stories. Leaves my imagination spinning.

Thanks, Michael.


Michael said...

Thanks, FA, for your kind words and encouragement.

Matt Kohai said...

You're an incredibly lucky man to be witness to such a transformation. It's not quite the same as having a daughter, I'd imagine, but it's still pretty nice, indeed.

Michael said...

Yes, that's exactly how I feel about it.