We moved our son into his dorm room on Wednesday. It was two days earlier than most of the new students as he was participating in the "Service Plunge," a two-day opportunity to participate in "learning through service."
Looking around as I drove through the campus Wednesday to the spot where I was to deposit my child, I noticed that, in addition to the many people who looked to be of college age, there were many, many old people. They were everywhere.
And I was one of them!
How can that be? I still feel as gawky and goofy as a high school freshman.
I didn't do much friendly chit-chatting with the old people (I didn't want their old people cooties) and to the college students I am invisible.
I feel like I'm living in "Freaky Friday" land.
1 comment:
Fortunately, you were with your "old cootie" magnet.
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