I was invited this weekend by my friend and violin student Tai to attend a women's High Tea in support of Hospice. She wanted more young faces this year to support such a worthy cause. I sat at a table of about 12 young women; some of them mom's whose children I teach and some of them classmates of Alex's from HPA. I was making small talk to the girl sitting next to me and the topic of Seattle came up. She asked what part I was from and I said "Mercer Island". She said "I grew up on Mercer Island. I went to middle school and high school there!" Well, there is only one middle school and one high school on the island. She looked much younger than me and it turns out she was in my sisters graduating class of 2003, but has a sister from the 2000 class. I was the class of 1998. We whipped out our iphones and got on facebook and have 2 common friends, both girls being my childhood neighbors. What a small world! Here we are in Waimea, at a Ranch, an ocean away from where we grew up. So I said "This is nice, at our table we have 2 girls who went to school with Alex at HPA, and 2 girls who went to school at MIHS!" It was certainly an unexpected turn of events!
