It was a battle. The ball would swoosh through the net when the Chargers aimed at the net. Then, the other team would run the ball down the court making a successful layup. It’s what a game was supposed to be —one that cheers so loud for the home team. You hear the names of the players called out cheering them on, “GO DESTIN!”
That was my favorite player and of course his mom and dad’s as I sat next to them cheering his team on.
I was so impressed by his ability to communicate with his teammates and execute so many points that game. I was so proud as I always have been. It took me back to years ago when he was in fourth/fifth grade.
Then, I attended a 10 year old’s baseball games on the China Grove field.
When I walked on the court, I saw a young man.
I’m so proud of my students. I have told them for years, “I love coming to games, celebrations, and your events. It’s so cool to see how much they have grown after taking a walk down memory lane. That was an awesome year with his class. I’m so thankful to be called his teacher. It’s hard to believe this “kid” will be a senior next year. And, as every year is custom, my students know: “I better get an invite to your graduation.”
I can already sense the proud tears coming. To all the students of that year: You inspired me for my book, LIke A River, You Matter. You continue to inspire me. 143 always and you matter.
In case you were wondering, the Chargers WON!
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