{"id":6030,"date":"2023-05-26T09:23:58","date_gmt":"2023-05-26T15:23:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/?p=6030"},"modified":"2023-06-03T13:16:00","modified_gmt":"2023-06-03T19:16:00","slug":"he-did-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/2023\/05\/26\/he-did-it\/","title":{"rendered":"He Did It"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After the students had walked out onto the field&#8230; After the band stopped playing <em>Pomp and Circumstance<\/em>&#8230; After the sun went down behind the bleachers&#8230; After the students had walked across the stage&#8230; After the tossing of mortar boards&#8230; After the fireworks&#8230; After all that, I saw Jon amid the blue.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;ll be right back,&rdquo; I said to Mr. Edgar.<\/p>\n<p>Jon saw me coming.<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;Mr. Hasan!&rdquo; he shouted.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;Jon!&rdquo; I said, returning his broader than usual smile.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He was standing with Isabel. She and he and a group of rascals were in my fifth period class a year ago. She did well. He did not. And he made a point to remind me that I had failed him whenever the two of them passed my classroom this year, although he would do it with a smile on his face as we bumped fists and they continued walking down the hall.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;Mr. Hasan,&rdquo; he said. &#8220;I did it!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;You did it,&rdquo; I said and held my fist up for a bump.<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;I need to give you a hug,&rdquo; he said.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>So we hugged each other. And Isabel and I hugged, too.<\/p>\n<p>&ldquo;You did it!&rdquo; I said to him again, pointing a finger right at him. &ldquo;You did it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Isabel smiled.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After the students had walked out onto the field&#8230; After the band stopped playing Pomp and Circumstance&#8230; After the sun went down behind the bleachers&#8230; After the students had walked across the stage&#8230; After the tossing of mortar boards&#8230; After the fireworks&#8230; After all that, I saw Jon amid the blue.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;ll be right back,&rdquo; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6030"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6030"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6030\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6032,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6030\/revisions\/6032"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6030"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6030"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6030"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}