It had been a
month since Ory and I talked last. It was a mixture of fall break, his
birthday, school work and conflicting schedules. But we were finally able to
meet, albeit in the library surrounded by homework.
Our conversation
was very sporadic, but smooth. Somehow I managed to carry on many conversations
featuring subjects I knew virtually nothing about – Cars, racing and hunting.
Needless to say, Ory kept up most of the conversation until we started talking
about books.
After three
meetings, I felt that I knew Ory really well, but once again I learned new
things about him. One: he loves racing (watching or driving) and cars. His
brother actually races for fun. Two: he enjoys hunting. He went over fall
break, but didn’t actually shoot anything. Three: he loves reading non-fiction
books.
Never having been
interested in cars or racing, and never having hunted and shot any “Bambi’s”
(as Ory so delicate put it), I wasn’t much of a participant in these
conversations. However, being an avid reader, I jumped on the chance to talk
about books.
I am more of a
fiction reader myself, but Ory spoke so passionately about non-fiction, true
stories, that I mentally added some new books to my reading list. Ory said he
loves reading true stories because “we’re all human.” It reminds him that no
matter who you are, a billionaire, an Olympic athlete or a neurosurgeon, we’re
all human. He said the only thing that differs is how we think. He said he is
inspired to work harder when he reads books about people starting with nothing
and working their way up to the top. Or when he reads about millionaires who
sell all of their property and donate all of their money to charity. He made
such valid points that I could only nod my head in agreement and listen in
rapture as he went on about how humans are similar, yet different.
Ory and I only
have two more meetings left, but I hope we are able to fit these into our busy
schedules as finals approach.
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