I believe that very much with Mr. Knockemus. After a very disappointing set back concerning college I emailed him with the problem I faced. He called me today to make sure I was okay....it really meant a lot. He told me to check my email so I did. After a discussion on what I needed to do he left me this beautiful poem by William Stafford called "Ask Me".
Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate has made.
I will listen to what you say.
You and I can turn and look
at the silent river and wait. We know
the current is there, hidden; and there
are comings and goings from miles away
that hold the stillness exactly before us.
What the river says, that is what I say