A Slow Walker
I began attending Adult Education not knowing how it would impact my life. Bad memories of why I quit school at 16 were still haunting me. I had few friends and was often taunted by other students. My father’s passive answer was always to “turn the other cheek.” The Principal said he’d look the other way while I put those students in their place. I couldn’t do that and turn the other cheek, so I quit.
Six years later, I faced school again. It was amazing to go to class and enjoy it. I met people like me; they wanted to learn. Getting an education was changing who I was by changing my world-view. No matter the class, I couldn’t wait to learn something new.
My favorite teacher, Pat Reipma, who taught both Government and History, inspired me to work hard and to set goals. Learning was fun and although I was older than he was, I looked up to him with admiration.
Pat used the Jeopardy format to quiz us. He did such a good job of teaching that I knew all the answers. He’d ask a question and I’d raise my hand. After a few weeks, it was apparent that I was the only one answering the questions. In private he asked me to let the others answer first. It didn’t work; the result was no hands being raised. Typically, after a few moments the whole class would turn and look at me for the answer. Eventually, Pat made a rule that I wasn’t allowed to answer more than two questions in a row.
As graduation neared, Pat asked to speak with me. He asked “What are your plans after graduation?”
I answered “I don’t know, I guess I’ll look for a job.” Getting a job was my original motivation for returning to school.
Pat told me “I would like to see you go to college. It would be a waste if you didn’t. You’re smart … and I don’t think you realize your potential.”
“I never really thought about it. I wouldn’t know where to start,” I replied.
“I’ll help you with the paperwork. You can even get a job on campus.”
Later that week, the school director Ralph, said I’d be receiving an award for High Scholastic Achievement, and he asked me to speak at our graduation. I was terrified to speak in front of a big crowd but also wanted to conquer that fear. I lost my copy of that speech but recall the quotation of Abraham Lincoln that I used, “I’m a slow walker, but I never walk back.”
Each of us that day had our own story. Yet, we shared the fact that we finally did the right thing and earned our diplomas. I knew that from then on, I would set goals and continue until each was accomplished. It has been over 20 years since I stood before that crowd. I still walk slowly, but each step leads me forward.
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