I am participating in the March Slice of Life Story Challenge. Thanks to the co-authors of Two Writing Teachers for creating this supportive community.
You know that feeling you get when you find some money tucked away in the pocket of a jacket or a pair of jeans you haven’t worn in a while? Your hand makes contact with something crumpled, maybe folded, and Voila! you’ve unearthed a treasure. It’s your money and has been your money all along, but somehow it feels like a gift, like someone just gave it to you for no apparent reason! That’s what I thought of yesterday when this happened…
An envelope arrived in the mail for my daughter, Ann, who has not lived with us since the summer of 2013. What was interesting about the letter was that it was from my former school district. Not so odd, though, since Ann had spent a year in the district as a school psychology intern. Needless to say, I was very curious. I thought about it all afternoon. A flyer announcing an event? A job offer? A plea for a donation?
Later in the day I called Ann and opened the letter while I had her on the phone. It turns out someone in accounting had discovered a check for a little over $200 that was issued to her in 2013 but that had not been cashed. They wanted to know if she wanted it reissued. (Really? Did you have to ask?)
“What? What were they paying you for?” I questioned. Ann remembered that since she was fluent in Spanish, she had been asked to serve as a translator during some parent conferences. And, perhaps even more surprising, had gotten paid for it. Apparently the check was mislaid and was never cashed.
“That’s great!” she said. “It will help pay for the plumber I had to call today.” Easy come…easy go for this found money.