There is a well-known Native American proverb that says:
“Don’t judge any man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins.”
I’m not judging — I’m just wondering who is walking around in mine.
You see, last Saturday — like a typical city dweller — I wore flip flops to walk to Boston University and quickly changed into pumps before class began. Once I was finished teaching for the day, I rushed out to catch my ride back to NYC.
My flip flops? They lie forgotten…alone in the empty, dark classroom.
Now, the janitor may have seen them later and thrown them away. Or some cash-strapped student could have picked them up the next day and thought — “Hey, free flip flops! Score!”
Who knows what adventures my beloved brown havaianas have begun?
Me? I’m going shopping today. I need new flip flops.
