A “Sick” Dad
March 29, 2011
Last week Dave was asked to do a presentation for Lucy’s 6th grade English class. They’ve devoted the entire month of March to learning about “healthy living,” and Lucy’s wonderful, energetic teacher asked Dave to talk about living simply. Other parents have come in throughout the month to speak about their various vocations like dentistry, massage therapy, and financial management.
Most people remember middle school as a painfully awkward time, and Dave felt the burden of speaking to Lucy and her classmates in a fashion that would not embarrass her or shipwreck her social life forever. In fact, I think he was more nervous about this particular talk than any of the presentations he done for crowds of over 100 adults. He practiced, he fretted, he created a power point.
Lucy seemed pretty confident in Dave’s ability. She’s proud of her dad. In fact, she compared him to a previous guest speaker who she said “was kind of dorky, not cool like Daddy.” (How cute is that?)
Dave did fine. Lucy informed him when she got home from school that everyone in her English class told her that they really liked her dads’ presentation. In fact, I think he may have received the highest compliment of his career to date. A boy with whom she also has math class during the last period of the school day made a special point of pulling her aside and saying, “Your dad is sick.”
Translation for those of us that are no longer cool and young: really neat and impressive.