When I was a sophomore in high school, I had this English teacher who had this cool aura about her. I remember she spoke softly, like she was quiet but happy, and always had this look on her face as if she thought everything was interesting.
She also happened to be the journalism teacher, and our school newspaper was one of the few things my high school could be proud of. This was because we had the honor of being the only high school newspaper ranked in the top 10 across the country that was published weekly, not monthly.
I don’t remember if I had any plans on signing up for journalism, but I do remember sitting in my fourth period English class one morning when my teacher casually walked by my desk and placed a post-it note on it.
“See me after class,” it said.
I didn’t know what it could be about, but I stayed after the bell while all the other kids left for lunch.
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