It was in Ottawa during a stormy morning of July 1973, on 24th. My adorable mother Kate Johnson gave birth to the person that is writing these lines now. My parents always say I lasted the whole morning to get to this world. But my sibling say it was because I had and I still have a big head, but you know what is said about people with big heads.
Samuel M. Robinson was the name I got. As my grandfather Samuel L Robinson who was a fisher and who had I fisher son, my father Charles Robinson. Nevertheless I didn’t turn out to be a fisher, I’m instead a teacher. My mother patiently introduced literature as soon as I started to read. At the age of ten I had read more that seventy books on different fields, since physics to sociology, and she always used to find the way to make these readings fun.
But not everything was literature, I had a childhood full of games and physical activities. Every afternoon after reading I used to meet my cousins and friends and we just used to do whatever we wanted in different parks around the neighborhood or just in someone’s backyard. We used to be whatever we wanted to be; professional baseball players, with some sticks, the same sticks were used as swords when we were The Twenty Musketeers. We also used to improvise car repair workshops and hospitals. Sometimes all we need is a little imagination.
In real life I decided to be only one thing, maybe inspired by my mother. I went to college to study to be a high school teacher. At college, I studied again what mom had already taught me. I also got in loved, heartbroken, and in loved again with the woman I got married after I graduated. We had two beautiful and smart girls and I have taught them as mom did with me. If you want to know more about me come to Canterbury High School and ask for the principal.