I’m writing this on a plane that is 229 miles away from the San Jose International Airport. Following the Vienna Teng tour, I made a stop at my hometown of San Diego. I spend the past few days with the family, resting and recuperating from the two and a half weeks on tour with Vienna and Jim.
On Monday, I met up with my cousin, King Ming, who’s finishing up his studies at UCSD. I convinced him to drive me to my old high school, La Jolla Country Day School, where I met up with a number of my former teachers, including Mrs. Boston (Art), Mr. Perrotti (Chemistry), Madame Thornton (French), Mr. Simms (Physics), Mr. Newell (English), and Mr. Fleischacker (History). I’m coming up on my 10 year high school reunion! Dang, it’s been a long time since I graduated from high school!
I noticed that students were leaving their backpacks by the lockers. The teachers were telling me that no one uses their lockers anymore. What’s up with that? I saw a few of those stroller backpacks which are popular among elementary school kids. There were a few new buildings since I was last a student there, including the horrendous looking gym. They were telling me that the new headmistress is looking to raise a boatload of cash to renovate the entire school. In a few year’s time, I don’t think I’ll recognize it anymore!
The other night, I met up with a Michael H., a junior at the school. When I got back home, I pulled out the yearbook and looked up his name. He was in first grade when I was a senior! As Vienna sings, Decade And One.