As time went on, Carl would come with me to my home and often enough, he would be invited to have dinner with us. My mother was impressed by his voracious appetite, despite him being very slim; she often wondered out loud in Greek to all of us, “poli pinasmeno to pedi” (Very hungry child.) He often wore the same clothes, and his sneakers were full of holes as if someone had used them for target practice. My mother encouraged me to share with Carl, some hand me downs, she was given at the Royal Victoria; clothes were given to my mother by her supervisor, Mrs. Delormier for my use.
His description of “sexual acts”, he had witnessed, whetted my curiosity as a young teen of fifteen; Carl thought himself very adult and offered to educate me on what it was all about: That evening, I was to sneak out of my home at about 9:00. We were supposed to climb to the top of the row housing where he lived, where we would see a “live performance” through the rooftop skylight next to the house he was living at. That afternoon, Constable Martineau dropped by my home and asked me if we could go for a chat at our usual mountain lookout.
On one of my visits to the hospital to see Carl, I found this man and woman, whom I had never seen before, along with my mentor, Constable Martineau, in the room with Carl. They were introduced as M. and Mme. Provencher. Mr. Provencher was the coach from Collège Jean-de-Brébeuf, who had been interested in coaching Carl: Turns out, that the Provenchers had lost their son in a boating accident some months earlier, almost at the same time Carl had his accident, and they were interested in adopting Carl.
In time, my friend Carl recovered fully. His new family was more than he could ask for. He had, over time, become a medical doctor, married with two wonderful and accomplished adult children and a grandfather of five grandchildren. As of last year, he left this current reality, perhaps granted entrance to the Elysium Fields. Although both Carl and I, never made it to the Olympics, my experiences with him revealed much to me and to my "Security Group.": I did not need to use my healing powers to directly heal individuals, putting myself at risk of being discovered. My ability to share my experiences and knowledge of the Elysium Fields, the sharing of this place of wonder with the young, was enough to heal their every agony and fear and to help them attain their full potential. And hence, I decided from then on, to become a teacher and to share the knowledge and wisdom of my life experiences. Later, as "The Substitute Teacher", and with permission of "The Security Group", I was allowed to write my stories in order to reach a wider audience, near and far. My greatest reward, at my age of 3017, is to meet many of my former students or have them write to me and be told by many, "Thank you, Sir, You Inspired me!".
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