A colleague presented me with a gift the other day. While digging through the books at The Salvation Army, she came across the book Poetic Meter and Poetic Form. As English teachers, we’re always looking for books to add to our collections and she thought this might be a good one for me (I’ve only just returned to teaching after many years doing other things.) She bought the book and then, while flipping through it, discovered that the book had been mine!
No joke – my name and student number and dorm name and room number were printed on the inside front page. That younger version of myself is 25 years ago…at least! And I’ve lived all over in the interim. What a strange and wonderful thing to have the book back.
Have you ever had a book reunion?