Tuesday, October 19, 2010

memory, loss

It's strange to me how we sometimes hold on to childhood memories as though they are absolute truths.

I reconnected with a classmate from 6th grade last year, and the first thing I thought of was how his desk was dumped nearly every week for being messy. That has been stuck in my mind for 30 years - the image of this shy kid sitting next to me with his desk crammed full of crumpled papers, resignedly waiting for our teacher to walk down the aisle and tip everything out; I was traumatized by this and certain he had been, too. Yet when I e-mailed John and relayed my story, he didn't recall any such travesty. In fact, he went on about how much he liked our 6th grade teacher because he was an outdoorsman and encouraged my classmate in running & hiking. Of course, I specifically did not like our 6th grade teacher for that reason (Run? Hike? I don't get it.) AND because he would humiliate (so I believed) kids for their lack of organizational skills. Not to mention he was so into nutrition that he called to chastise my mom when I said I had a Pop-Tart and orange juice for breakfast most mornings. The audacity, I'm sure.

Mr. Kloke died last month while rock climbing. My friend from 6th grade - the one who remembered that year far differently, and more fondly, than I did - had gotten in touch with him over the summer and encouraged me to do the same. But I couldn't shake those perceptions from my silly 11-year-old self and put it off, and now it's too late.

Clearly Mr. Kloke was not hurt by my ignorance - he passionately lived a full, adventurous life - but I am.


4 comments:

Fantastic Forrest said...

So many people never recognize their ignorance. Consider it a gift that you've reconnected with John and had your perceptions altered.

It may be too late for you to contact Mr. Kloke via Facebook or email or phone, but it is never too late to communicate if you believe in an afterlife. Try not to beat yourself up about it or have regrets. And stay off the Pop-Tarts. Mr. Kloke had a point. XO

Jenn @ Youknow...that Blog? said...

Ah Steph, I know how you feel, but this post is a great tribute to Mr. Kloke. If there "is" an afterlife, he got your message. *hugs*

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

I may be biased just a bit because I love you so very much, but I don't see you as having been or ever being the least bit ignorant. I see you as open-hearted, seeking, and ready to call a spade a spade when you see one. That's the best way to be, I think. Also, who but you would reach in and then out to start this discussion and then create such a lovely tribute for a teacher.

XO

MarathonMom said...

Wow, sorry to hear about his passing.

I too think that he was a little harsh too though....

Glad your friend got thru it well.

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