363/365 – people to thank who have had an impact on me. Wow, only 3 more gratitude posts left including this one!! When I started this journey a year ago, I was a little nervous as to if I would have 365 people to thank. I didn’t want it to come down to posts such as thanking my mailman for the flyers he delivers in that they were the ones that led me on to some awesome deal!! ; ) Early on in these posts, I started hearing from friends that so and so had made “the list”. I didn’t understand what that was until I was told that it was my “gratitude list”. That put some pressure on me to say the least as there was now a “list”. I didn’t want it to be a list and I didn’t want it to be some type of contest. Then I heard that some people mentioned they were in the 80s and others were in the 200s! I do have to make it clear that I haven’t had an order as to who I thank and thus whatever number gratitude post it was has no relation to ranking. Most posts are the night before or a couple of days before. Yes, I saved my dad for his birthday as I did with my children for theirs, my mom was first because well she is my mom but save for them and the final two gratitude posts, no one had a day or a number. The list by the end of Sunday is far from complete. I could thank another 365 people who got me to where I am today and this is what today’s gratitude post is about – to all of the people I didn’t name and there are hundreds of you that have impacted me! So many former students, co-workers past and present, family members, inlaws, bosses, professors, fellow students, random strangers, neighbours past and present, friends, backhanded gratitudees (bullies and the like), service providers, celebrities etc, etc – just so many people who have made me who I am and to all of you un-named in this past year, you are part of this gratitude journey just because you were not personally mentioned here doesn’t mean you weren’t recognized by me. To all the new people that will come in to my life, thanking you in advance as some of you will change and influence me in new ways. Thank you to all of you who came along with me on this 365 day journey as well. Your encouragement and support has gotten me to this end point.
316/365 – people to thank who have had an impact on me. Indian role model growing up? Not until late elementary school. There he was – Mr George Singh. Indian. Male. Teaching grade 7. Thompson elementary – my school. I was intimidated and in awe at the same time. I had never seen “myself” anywhere but in blue collar labour jobs. Here was an Indian man. Well groomed. Articulate. I never spoke to him once. He transferred to the job while I was either in grade 5 or 6. Once he made a comment about asking about my dad – and I wasn’t too sure what that was about and thus I kept my distance. I wanted to and also not to be in his grade 7 class. I did not end up being in his class. Towards the middle of grade 7, my mom asked me if I knew of a Mr. Singh at the school? She then informed me that he was my dad’s cousin!! What?! Extended family and we only saw that family at weddings or events on my dad’s side (which was rare). I wanted to know how she knew that he was at my school and she told me that she had seen him and he mentioned me?! Although he went by Mr Singh (the traditional Indian Sikh middle name), he was actually George Singh Sangha and upon realizing my (and my sister’s) last name and quick office sleuthing realized who we were. He wasn’t aware of my dad’s mental condition and thus when he asked about him, he wanted to spark a conversation which I shied away from. As the years passed on, I would see him occasionally at family functions and we chatted several times. It was easier being an adult. He had known that I had also become a teacher and he told me that he was proud of me (and secretly that made me happy). So here we are several years later and my daughter is in grade 5 at Westwind Elementary. She comes home to mention that there’s also a “new” older Indian grade 7 teacher! Mr Singh!! Uhm wow! I happen to be at her school to pick her up and who finds me and engages me in a conversation and also mentions his sleuthing in regards to another Sangha – imagine his surprise when the parent on the file was me! : ) I’m so very glad that Mr. Singh served as a role model that I believe influenced me on some subconscious level – I mean look at my career choice. I am also glad that I was able to express my gratitude to him in person at a wedding reception telling him of how great it was to have him as a non-traditional role model in the late 70s – and perhaps again on some subconscious level, that is exactly who I am to the young Indo-Canadian youth that I work with!