senior fotoNovella: Tyler.

Tyler is a great example of why I love my small town. I don’t know everyone, but I inevitably know someone everywhere I go. I’ve been running into Tyler & his family for years. It all started with horse 4-H when I gave Tyler horse riding lessons. Then, last year Tyler was the ‘good kid’ in my otherwise ‘testy’ shop class when I substitute taught. ‘Good kid’ right, Tyler? Of course, you wouldn’t have taken part in the ninja throwing stars project, right?!

The next time I saw Tyler was at McDonalds. I decided to take my number #6 & iced hazelnut latte ‘for here’. Now, why is it if I had gone to a unique eatery like the Farmer’s Kitchen and enjoyed my chicken sandwich & expresso in the corner, I’d have felt like an intellectual, but in this case I sat alone, hoarding my fries, like a fat girl at the far table in the high school cafeteria. Enter: high school students. As I substitute taught last year & it’s small-town Hermiston, I know all of them, including Tyler. So we chat. Or I chat to them across three tables because I’m sooo beyond fat-girl-in-the-corner behavior and am working on thinks-she’s-cool-substitute-teacher behavior. I hear about the classes Tyler & his buddies are taking. Included in the list were english, weight lifting, economics, & ninja throwing star classes.

French fries & fat-girl feelings aside, running into people I know rocks! & capturing the fotoNovella of a senior I run into at McDonalds does too: meet Tyler!