Why I Never Burn Bridges
Part Two of Three
By Dave Andrusko
A few months ago I wrote
about an experience I'd had in a class that I teach. (To be
honest the response I received from you was far more interesting
than the original post.)
I explained how one of the
sharpest members had learned about what I do. In today's instant
access media world, she could have found out a hundred different
ways. (In fact if you go to Google and type in "Dave Andrusko,"
you get 13,100 responses!)
I did not know this until
she angrily emailed me to announce she could not possibly be in
the same room as someone who held my views on reproductive
issues. I emailed back in a gentle and non-confrontive manner,
asked her to reconsider, but I neither saw nor heard back from
her again.
Until this morning when,
at 7:30 am, she called out my name in the parking lot of the
local community rec center where I work out. I turned around and
there she was, with that familiar winsome smile on her face.
It would not be right to
share what she said. What would be right to share is that she
said she had been considering coming back to class for months. I
look forward to seeing her soon.
I still do not know the
specifics of what triggered her very, very intense anger. Or
what convinced her that her response was out of line.
What I do know is that
what happened this morning reaffirmed one of the guiding
principles of my life, in and out of the Movement: never burn
bridges.
Please send your comments
to
daveandrusko@gmail.com.
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