Just a funny and sweet story that I want to share. (I love the whole blog thing since it will let us look back on it years from now and remember what all was happening in our lives.)
Anyway, I teach a young man in the junior class, and his name is Trevor. He just so happens to play football, and he is one really good player. In our game two weeks ago, Trevor had the ball and was running for the end zone. During his run, he was hit really hard by someone on the opposing team. So hard in fact that he didn't get up off the field right away; he was motionless for like a minute or so. His mother knew he wasn't moving and was worried that he wasn't breathing. When Reese realized that someone was hurt, she began to cry. She was so worried about Trevor. He got up and returned to the sidelines and sat out a couple of plays, but he was still kinda out of it.
On our way home, ALL the girls could talk (or should I say scream and cheer about) was "Trevor, Trevor, are you ok?" So funny and sweet and unbearably loud at the same time! I got them on video cheering and asking about him, but the computer's so slow, I'll just save it for later.
From that moment on, the Manning girls have become huge fans of Trevor's. He even takes a minute when he sees them at school to stop by and say 'hi' and he even tries to pick them up. That is, when one of them will actually let him. It's usually Mags that's the most accommodating.
More stories coming......
