I had a chuckle the other day making a deliver to what is basically my old high school which was grade 9 1989-90 I think. Now this high school is a catholic school with a different name. It wasn’t catholic then, it changed over but the thing is some of the teachers probably stayed there.
Anyway, I’m walking through the school, down this long hallway. It’s familiar to me, I know it well. They got rid of the smoking compound, that’s the cafeteria now, the old caff is now something else, Audio Video or something like that. Something different I noticed this year, I’m there once a week, is that entire long hallways walls are like graphics of teachers and alumni past. The first one I see at the end of the hall on the way in is one of my old gym teachers, young, with hair, playing hockey. He’s down in the stance like it’s a face off and these are big graphics. It’s pretty cool actually. First name Bepi.
And the funny thing about that is we always found it kind of a funny name. Nobody called him that. One time, my and this other bud from my town. We just new each other, happened to have a spare at the same time, it was lunch, we were hanging out at the back. This guy comes out for something and it was a rumor, because we didn’t know his name for sure, that he doesn’t like to be called Bepi. We don’t even know it’s his first name for sure. Me friend goes, watch this, I’ll call him Bepi…. He goes up to him “hey Bepi… ” He comes over stands right in front of him annoyed and he goes “Only my friends call me Bepi, and you’re not one of them…” Then he pushes him back and walks away.
I saw that on the way in, as I was leaving, I walked past the basic P.E. Teachers room, across from the gym. Almost at the picture of him, a young female teacher steps out hey me me, sort of followed me in the same direction, I got to the picture looked back at her “that’s my old gym teacher… Bepi ******” she’s laughing “really?. I’m laughing to myself thinking about that incident.
