Unsettling second generation
It’s getting stranger by the day.
I taught the uncle of one of my current fifth grade students back when he was in fifth grade.
I also taught the mother of one of my colleague’s fifth grade students back when she was in third grade.
And now one of my former students is a colleague in my school.
After spending a year in my fifth grade classroom years ago, she now works alongside me.
This is what nearly a quarter century in the same place will get you.
