Ten Years Later

The ESL world in Toronto is somewhat of a small world.  It’s either that or I’ve been doing it so long that I have cycled through all the people in the industry.  I think I would rather stay with the first thought.  It seems less depressing.

What this means is that, while I don’t know everyone, I know everyone by mutual friends. This also means my LinkedIn account is littered with ESL teachers…..I probably should say populated, but littered just seems more poetic.  Over the years I have made quite a number of friends.  Owing to the transitory nature of the job many of these people have made their way in and out of my workplace and my life.  That is the nature of the job.  Most people started this occupation because it offered the chance to travel.  It also offered an unconventional workplace–but that’s another story.

What does all this mean? It means that people regularly cross in and out of my life either through work, mutual students, or associating with my associates.  Yes, Facebook might be easier, but you’d be surprised at how much resistance many of us have to social media.  I might blog fairly regularly, but updating my FB or LinkedIn doesn’t happen as often as it should.

Today, thanks to a mutual acquaintance and only minor email tag, I got to meet a friend that I hadn’t seen in about ten years. I am so glad that we could arrange it so easily and so quickly.  I know all too well that trying to get together with someone from our pasts can take an awkward lot of time to arrange.  Luckily this time it didn’t.

We got together at a coffee shop. It could probably be best described as Canada’s second most popular coffee shop.  If I bolded the second, you’d know what I mean instantly.  Oddly enough, I hadn’t set place in that particular location in probably six years.  We talked about our lives past and present as well as our immediate futures.  We captivated each other with our adventures and challenges.  We shared book recommendations and I even got to eat a homemade muffin.

I want to find the words to describe the meeting. I want to paint you a word picture so you can see it the way I saw it..  I want to capture it without smashing the fragile bubble that surrounds it.  Perhaps, it can be best summed up by relating a short exchange we had.

She asked, “are you trying to impress me?”

I thought only briefly before replying. “No. I mean, I hope I am impressing you, but I am not feeling the need to impress you..  I feel comfortable talking to you.”

And that was the truth. With some friends, most notably people I call my best friends and people who share some common experiences with me, the passage of time really doesn’t affect our ability to get along.  Regardless of the interval between meeting, time hardly seems to have passed at all.

I felt that way today. That is why is was such a Perfect Moment.


About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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7 Responses to Ten Years Later

  1. Heide says:

    I’m glad you and your friend reconnected. I have friends like that too — with whom I can pick up the connection, no matter how much time has passed — and I cherish them.

    PS: “I probably should say populated, but littered just seems more poetic.” That was MY perfect moment of the day, Anthony. 😉

  2. Karen says:

    I’ll meet you at Second Cup anytime, Anthony 🙂 But Sakawa first!

  3. Karen says:

    Did you like the muffin?

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