My grandfather used to wear an Irish woolen cap. When he died, I inherited it. It quickly became my most prized posession, and I wore it everywhere. About a year ago, it disappeared one day while I was working as a substitute teacher at Coventry High School. I checked all the rooms I worked in that day, and couldn't find it. I checked in at the school's "lost & found" repeatedly for weeks if not months afterward. It never turned up, and I finally gave it up for lost.
Today was my last day working at CHS -- I start my new job in Providence tomorrow. But what did I see sitting on the couch in the Science department faculty lunch room today, but my grandfather's hat! It looks a bit more worn than it did when I lost it, it's badly in need of cleaning, and it's got a little rip that needs repair, but it's definitely the same hat.
It's possible it turned up in some obscure place in the science department, and the person who found it left it out for the owner to find. It's also possible that one of the students I recently told about how sad I still was a year later about having lost my grandfather's hat knew where it ended up and got it back for me. I'll probably never know, but I'm glad to have it back.
Today was my last day working at CHS -- I start my new job in Providence tomorrow. But what did I see sitting on the couch in the Science department faculty lunch room today, but my grandfather's hat! It looks a bit more worn than it did when I lost it, it's badly in need of cleaning, and it's got a little rip that needs repair, but it's definitely the same hat.
It's possible it turned up in some obscure place in the science department, and the person who found it left it out for the owner to find. It's also possible that one of the students I recently told about how sad I still was a year later about having lost my grandfather's hat knew where it ended up and got it back for me. I'll probably never know, but I'm glad to have it back.
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