I was collaborating with an activity at my daughter’s primary school when I met Susan. It was 11 years ago and she was responsible for the children’s games at the playground. She was "Mrs Rubbish" and was teaching children how do their best with types of rubbish, recycling bins and all these things. Since then she had been one of the usual collaborator of recycling activities at some schools in my town.
At that moment we were both in our mid-thirties, although she looks younger than me. She was really thin, with short, curly and brown hair. Mine started to grey very soon, since I was eighteen. We weren’t very tall, but she was almost always noticed wherever she was. Her vitality was shown always in her brown and bright eyes and it was contagious! She loved wearing ethnic clothes. Actually, she looks like a Gypsy. She used to put on sandals and long skirts, even in winter, and also big earrings, bracelets and necklaces.
She was determined, reliable, probably a little bit rude, and sometimes stubborn, but with the kids she changed radically. With them she was patient, polite, kind and the most caring and sensitive person that I have ever known. She had always a moment to listen to them and gave some advice about whatever they asked.
I have lost usual touch with her three years ago when she left her job and moved to live to another town, but sometimes we both meet at the same places and we like talking and laughing about something or somebody. Her positive attitude towards life is still her main characteristic, and she keeps passing her happiness on to all her friends.
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