I approach busy William Avenue and see my truck parked oh so far away. As I finally enter my vehicle, I breath a deep breath as I know I am on my way. On my way to the school, where I taught for 4 years, to see a student that wasn't expecting me to be the one to give him his certificate of acheivement.
As he is called to the office, I sneakily hide half-way in the principals office so he can't see me upon his immediate entry.
The look on his face and the urgency in his step when he realized I was there, was heart-melting. He ran up to me, squeezed me so tightly, and asked the obvious question as to where I am and why I'm not working there. I explained that just like him, I am learning so much in school and can't be at two places at once.
As the time for first bussers to board is quickly approaching, I tell him I have something for him. I hand over an envelope sealed with just his name. As he bounces in his step right beside mine, my feet even more swollen at this moment, I see him to his class. I notice just how much he has grown over the summer. He asks when I am coming back and I tell him hopefully soon.
Where is William Street?
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