Remember the good things-- random acts of kindness done for

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Here are some I remember right now:


Once my father was at the computer store and he got something, as well as a plastic thing with three drawers to put some of his small computer stuff in, and he also saw Myst III: Exile there so he got it and brought it home for me!


Another time he was at the computer store, it was around Christmas but a little early, and he already had something for me for Christmas, and he came back with Mech Warrriors 3 for himself and Tomb Raider: The Last Revelation for me... couldn't resist, I guess.


Another time my mother was out with her friend, it was a little after Christmas, I think, and she came back, I was in bed, the next morning I got up and was in the living room when I saw that one of my "Charity" bears was missing the bow around her neck and looked different; more used up. I also saw a stuffed rabbit that wasn't mine, and I realized that she must have gotten the rabbit from whoever she had been visiting the night before. And the bear wasn't one of my own either! At least I hoped not. I didn't have the bear I had initially thought it was to compare it too. I said to my mother something about my bear Yeesha looking different, and she said, smiling, "That's not Yeesha." It was another beautiful cuddly Charity bear! The man she had visited had had one and given it and the rabbit to her to bring home and she gave them to me!

My favorite teacher ever was Mr. Bird, my 6th grade english/soc teacher. He was a quirky old guy who to endeared himself to his students by telling goofy stories that actually tied into his lessons. He could also discuss historical events from a first-person perspective that convinced you he was having a stroke and thought he'd actually been there. He's easily burned into my memory more than any other teacher or professor.

Like most of my teachers of right-brained subjects, I impressed the hell out of him with the same quirkyness that landed me in the gifted program. (a privilage at the time, but what I wouldn't give to go back in time to get an AS diagnosis instead...) However, I was clearly off the beaten wavelength in a few negative ways as well:

When we each had to do a presentation on a different country, it somehow didn't sink in with me that we HAD to use a giant, hand-drawn map of said country on yellow paper off one of those big rolls. The deadline crept up and I'd done all my research, but Mr. Bird noticed I wasn't making a map. So a few days before presentations, I walked over to my work area to find a magically markered map of the Netherlands, apparantly done by my sensei to avoid any embarassment on the big day.

Of course, this obligated me to repay the favor, which I did by spewing out some facts about different Dutch locations and history that even Mr. Bird didn't know. My acquired knowledge seemed to genuinely shock him, a reaction he didn't give any of my classmates!

A similarly over-researched presentation on Zachary Taylor 2 years later led another student to comment that I "forgot to tell the class where he went to the bathroom".

I always got along so much better with my teachers that the other kids. If only someone had explained that having the opposite skill is what counts in the real world...