At long last I never thought attending college would be so gratifying. I wanted to learn more about the subject 'Behaviour'. The first night we handed our assignments to Bob. Before we did I asked a fellow student if I could read what they'd written.
I was surprised to see the assignment was set out in headings. Each heading gave a definition of the heading and went on to describe what they learned at the workshop. I didn't write my assignment in that format and thought insistantly to withhold mine. In the end I handed it to Bob. I'd written it similar to telling a story and as a conclusion included the story of helping the mother and daughter with their issue of the child taking money from home.
A week later Bob handed back the assignments after scoring them. I didn't receive mine. Hello, I thought, just as I'd imagined - it wasn't good enough. During a break in the class Bob came to talk to me. Í couldn't put your assignment down. I read it over and over.'
'Was it that bad.' I replied.
'No - what I wanted to ask you is, can we keep it as an example of what to expect from this subject. It's a dry subject and together with your metophors we want to use it as a example to other students.'
Óf course - what score did I get.'
Ánother thing - you have a gift, you write the way you speak, which is unique.'
When I heard these words expressed from Bob's mouth, an insist reminder travelled back to when Mr Imoff told me exactly the same words. Mr Imoff and Bob never knew one another.
Tomorrow I'll tell you how Bob and I started working together to write a book - what a story.
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