Man, I’m bad about keeping this thing updated.
Cool story last week – on Thursday, I went to Travis Middle School to watch the 7th grade boys basketball team play Crockett. When I walked into the gym lobby, I saw the familiar face of a boy I hadn’t seen in two years. It was Hussein.
I met Hussein at Eastridge Elementary School 3 years ago. Every week, I go out there and help with the Good News Bible Club put on by CEF. I do a couple of magic tricks to get the kids excited and then spend the rest of the time calming them down so they’ll listen. Hussein is from Sudan – he has some incredible stories about his time there, by the way. He and his friends would always run up to me and say, “Magic man! Magic man! Do a trick!”
So when I show up at Travis, I see Hussein, who is now a 7th grader, and I yell out his name and walk up to him. He stares at me for a minute in that “I-think-I-recognize-you-but-I’m-not-sure-from-where” kind of way, then a smile breaks out on his face.
“Do a trick!”
I guess I made an impact on him. We went into the gym to watch the game together. A bunch of his friends from Eastridge were in the stands as well, and I spent most of the first quarter making things disappear for them.
I felt like David Blaine, only not as creepy. Good times.