Forever Young

I got stopped on the street yesterday by a random guy who knew my name. Then it turned out he wasn't a completely random guy - turns out he was in my grade 9 music class, I think. Now, I'm not surprised if people I haven't seen since high school recognize me (I may be surprised if they say hello, but that's another story). Minor changes aside, it's fair to say that I look pretty much the same as I did in grade 9. What did surprise me was when my kindergarten teacher recognized me recently at a wedding. Either she must have an incredible memory and/or I must have been one holy terror to have stuck in her memory some 18 years later. And since I bare enough resemblance to my 5-year-old self, I guess I should anticipate being carded for some years to come.