This story doesn't really belong to me, but hey, this is my rule:
If you tell me something and don't specifically tell me not to tell another living soul, then know it's going to be BROADCAST. They haven't called me the Mouth of the South for 12 years for nothing!
***disclaimer, I have to let you know that if you do tell me it's a secret, I am really good and will never tell anyone (except maybe the HUBS)
OK...moving on the the awesome awkwardness....
The other day I saw a post on a Facebook group page form one of my old High School's. It was from girl who's Mom had been a teacher at the school and was asking us if we had any memories of her Mother. You see, her Mother was killed by the DC Sniper years back (horrifying and tragic) and now this young lady had a son who had never met his Granma and he was fascinated with stories about her. She was an amazing woman with an adventurous soul, she was one of my teachers in Guatemala, as well as my Drama coach.
She was divorced when she was my teacher, but told me about one time she had gone to visit her husband at a Military base. She went to the locker room and changed and walked out to the pool, totally strutting her stuff. She was HOT! She said all the guys were looking at her, not one could take their eyes off her! In her mind she said she was sure it was because there were almost no women on the base, but DAMN, she must be looking fine. When she had walked all the way around the huge pool and reached her husband, he quickly whispered in her ear....honey, half your ho-ha is hanging out.
AHHHHHHH! That is one of the worst one's I have heard! Totally Awkward! Also, I was 14 when she told me this story (no, I can't remember where we were or why this came up!) but it was extremely awkward to have a teacher tell you a story about her coochie hanging out. So it was doubly awkward.
Now, this is not the story I will tell her daughter when I relay stories I remember of her Mom. She was a great woman & teacher. I traveled with her to Honduras for Drama Competitions, went with her camping to Mayan Ruins & saw Hailey's comet while being chaperoned by her. She was fun and personable, and in no way a push over as a teacher.
She had re-married, had beat cancer and was expecting a grandchild when she was killed. Her last name had changed and almost 20 years had gone by, but when her faced flashed on CNN with the awful news, I recognized her smile immediately. Many of us (her students) communicated via e-mail that day, all in shock and saddened by the news, over all the consensus was...She was a great lady! Cheers Linda, I think you would have laughed at this post!
Thank you Tova Darling!
Thank you Tova Darling!