My Professor Is My Caregiver

Orientation

It was September when I started college far away from my hometown for a fresh start. It was the best decision I have ever made. My grandparents helped me move in as my parents were on vacation in Italy that month.

It was fine for me because I love my grandparents a lot. I was only 18 so making friends was much harder because most people wanted to go clubbing or to the bars and the legal drinking age in Canada is 19. But it all changed for me the week my classes started, On the Monday of my first week we had orientation day which is normal for college or university first years.

On my way to the orientation, I accidentally ran into this woman she was taller than me I am only 5'5 and she was at least 6'1 or taller. I fell to the floor on impact and scrambled trying to apologize as well as try and pick my stuff up and ask if she was okay all in the span of one breath, that's where this story starts. "I am so so sorry," I said as I scrambled trying to get up. "It's okay, are you alright?" the tall lady asked me "I'm fine" I replied.

She looked me up and down like she was inspecting me she stopped for a moment when she noticed my shoelace was undone. "Your shoelace is undone," said the lady "Oh I just do this" I answered as I shoved my laces into my shoes. Once I did that she nodded slowly but with a disapproving look as well.

I looked at the clock behind her and noticed I was late for orientation "Shit I'm sorry I have to go I'm late for orientation" I said and then ran to class. Luckily they hadn't started yet knowing that people might've gotten lost and since I was late there were no seats left anywhere else except at the front.

I quickly took my seat and looked towards the front. There were different teachers I'm assuming for different courses in the program and the man who looked like he was in charge started speaking "So we're just waiting on our last professor to arrive" and lo and behold the lady I ran into walked in.