The day I met Breshard was late August. I had just started
my junior year. I worked in a neighborhood burger joint called The Purple Cow.
Although I wasn’t, on the schedule to work that night, me and one of my fellow
employees, Christine, decided to eat dinner there that night because it was
Bill’s (one of the managers) last day on the job. Bill just so happened to be
training Breshard that night. So, Christine and I sat down at one of Bill’s tables,
and he introduced us to Breshard, an African American newly high school
graduate. After they went to get our drink orders, I distinctively remember
saying “Christine, just you wait, Breshard is going to be my new best friend.”
It’s weird how things work out because now, Breshard is new member to the
Norton Family.
After just
a few shifts together, Breshard and I became really close friends. At first, we
hung out outside of work with some other employees. We would all go bowling or
go see a movie together. Then, Breshard and I started to hang out alone, and my
friends would joke around saying we were in love and what not. That was never
the case. Even before he lived with my family, Breshard thought of me as a
little sister kind of figure. I started to learn about his emotional childhood
and rough transition into adulthood, and I felt particularly blessed when
Breshard opened up to me knowing I was one of the few people he shared this
information with.
It was a
sad day when Breshard informed me that he had to quit Purple Cow. He was
currently living with an older couple who he met doing Young Life at his high-school,
but the couple was about to have a baby, and Breshard didn’t want to be an
imposition to their new life. So when he told me he was going to quit and move
in with his grandmother, I said I would ask my parents if he could live with
us. His response was “Your parents are not going to let some random black guy
live with you.” That night, I went home and asked them, and at first, they said
no. However, I used their own morals against them, and they agreed to have
dinner with Breshard and here him out. Now he lives with us, and my parents and
sister love him like family, and he has had such a positive effect on all of
our lives.
This story
really means a lot to me because 3 weeks before I met Breshard, one of my best
friends had passed away in a car accident. It was kind of like God was giving
me a sign, and I feel particularly blessed because Breshard has taught me how
to appreciate life even when you have nothing to appreciate. Like the saying
goes, one door closes and another one opens. I was living in this huge hole of
sadness because I lost my best friend, and slowly but powerfully, Breshard
helped me climb out. Meeting Breshard and dubbing him my best friend before I
even knew him was a simple but huge moment in my life. It’s funny how you don’t
know how one little moment can really change your life.
Michaela, you do an excellent job using specific details - The Purple Cow, Young Life, Breshard's name etc. Sounds like you have some pretty cool parents too.
ReplyDeleteI would like to see you polish your work more, especially because I know that you know how to write and revise. Be sure to proofread before posting.