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Reconnecting with Mr. Dale

Something incredible has happened. On Tuesday, on my way back from a good long walk by the river, I stopped in Co-Op to buy dinner. While queuing to pay I thought I'd just check my email on my ipad. To my utter astonishment, in my inbox I saw an email from Steve Dale - he had obviously seen my blog entry and decided to make contact. I squealed with joy and surprise and, having payed, quickly made my way home to reply. He is doing well, and is now a Learning Support Assistant at a college in cheshire. I told him how I was, about moving in with Lyn and about university. So much has happened since I was in his GCSE English class; so much has changed.

Reading that email, and the second one I got from him the day after, felt as if I was hearing a voice from the past. In many ways I'm a completely different person to the wobbly little boy who sat at the back row of his classroom. Mind you, in a lot of ways I'm exactly the same. I confessed to him that I don't read much in terms of literature these days - I'm more likely to be found glued to my computer, watching youtube or writing a blog. I was very pleased to read that his daughter Ellie, now aged twenty, is doing very well for herself, working as a hair stylist. It felt so good to reconnect to him after all this time.

He closed his email saying that he often comes down to london, so it could be possible for us to meet up. That would be great; I'd love to catch up with him in person. In the meantime, it's great to be connected with him online. Late last night, I connected with his daughter over Facebook. This is one of the truly awesome things about the internet: you can never truly lose contact. I now look forward to lots of email exchanges with him, as well as getting to know his daughter. When I typed that blog entry three days ago, I had no idea that this would be the result; I was just musing wistfully, with no real hope of actually finding my old English teacher. I think the key was posting a link to the entry on the Woodford Lodge Facebook page. I remember the man whose enthusiasm about books stays with me, even today. Getting to know him again, as well as his daughter, will be wonderful.


[Edited 12/10/2017 at 13:35:41 - addad a bit]
[Edited 12/10/2017 at 20:52:13 - minor correction]

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