Читать книгу Becoming a Counselor - Samuel Gladding T., Samuel T. Gladding - Страница 36

My junior and senior years in high school were filled with extracurricular activities. I was a section editor of the yearbook, a class officer, on student council, a football manager, captain of the tennis team, and much more. Likewise, church activities were numerous. However, one of my favorite activities had nothing to do with high school or church. It was taking a walk with my good friend, Chris, who was a personable introvert and had a vocabulary that would put a dictionary to shame. He was editor of the school newspaper and smarter than a tree full of owls. As we walked, we ate carrots. The reason we chomped on carrots instead of apples is that when Chris raided his refrigerator for our first walk, the only organic edible he found was carrots. At the end of our walks, we would bury the tops of our carrots in the front yard of Christina, a girl we both liked and who had a sense of humor.

The walks were relaxing. Chris and I would talk about schoolwork, girls, and most important our impressions and reflections on what was happening in our worlds and the world at large. Occasionally we would speculate about what we wanted to be in life. He was going to be a dentist like his father. I was going to be a minister like my grandfather. It was an exciting and anticipatory time. The memories are still good, although the carrots are forever gone and I did not become a minister.