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that I liked a lot. We’ll call him Steve for the sake of the story. He went to a class late and told that teacher that I had excused him when I hadn’t. That teacher then found me and asked if it was true. Of course I said it wasn’t and I got ticked.
I usually don’t get that way, but my emotions started
rolling and I wanted to talk to Steve. I
sauntered into the classroom where he was and called him out on it in front of
the whole class. I thought he was just
going to be like, “Yeah, sorry.” Instead
he got mad and said some stuff and then I said stupid stuff back including
using the term “B.S.” (way to be an example, Mr. Maechner). Then Steve got sent to the office and I
huffed away to my room where I began to realize: you did something really
stupid, Kurt.
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Have you ever felt this way?
You thought you were going to show somebody up or thought you would help
somebody out and then ended up screwing everything up.
I live on a street that has been under construction for some
time. There is part of the road that
hasn’t been open for months. I finally
drove down it yesterday to see what they were doing. ![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLXKR4g17wMbCKPdSDJOG4OT32jcbbZbkf_o2nJGv9uF3_mlDdmNy9WAB9h8VwxLB6V19mV0ft2E8WLgTvvUu0W2PSCUqnZR7ofqXex0KE0relbkIXHGPnDWm7I0ZMBTx-_auHOB2CyA/s1600/dip+in+the+road.jpg)
As I brooded in my room after seeing Steve escorted to the
office, I felt the Spirit saying, “Kurt, you’ve got to talk to him.” Shoot.
I didn’t want to do that. I
wanted to get out of that dip and keep going.
I’m busy. I’ve got things to
do. But the Spirit was right.
I went to find Steve and I apologized for my stupid
move. I explained what I should have
done and that I was really sorry that I put him in this position. He explained some of the things he had been
dealing with and that helped make some sense out of the choices he had made.
I knew that talking to Steve wasn’t enough either. The Spirit encouraged me to talk to our vice
principal. I needed to tell him my role
in what happened in hopes that he would go easy on Steve. That was humbling and embarrassing, but worth
it.
I can’t say it fixed everything, and sometimes I wonder if I
should have done more, but choosing to face the dip with Steve a bit brought
some healing for us. I still really
enjoy him, and while wish that the situation hadn’t happened, it helped me know
him, even a small level, a bit better than I did before.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN7hd21oycBQbVOmgFYTbq3zJZPb3fQSJEytbGKaNtWnJqRFC80UU1mDfXAoJhRxrN38dVdZObrhAeMiTiIsiuuE4PU11WiWSYkYbco6Pm78sE0Cc5ng3faxfQJTi900pAhy0ztpdGQg/s1600/dip+in+the+road+comic.jpg)
Oh, and they are fixing all those dips on our street. It’s much safer, but I admit, I’ll miss the ‘Thank
You’ waves from other drivers.
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