So I go for my RRSP appt to the main branch today. I am guided to an office by a pretty young lady. As we sit as she begins to explain, I realize she hasn't introduced herself. odd
She begins describing things and I feel like a perfect idiot as I know so little about what she is talking about. I glance at her as she is inputting on the computer and realize she looks familiar. I glance at the set of business cards as see a last name I have heard of but I do not know personally.
hmmmm
She continues to take me through my little self inventory on what kind of investor I would be and it keeps bugging me. I glance again at the business card and see the first name Molly. Hmmmmm
Immediate I think of the only Molly I ever taught and I am pretty sure it is her. Wedding rings would indicate the reason for a different last name. As she goes out to get something she's printed I see her credentials hanging on the wall. Ahhh that's my girl.
I taught her Grade 8 Math and Social probably 12 years ago. I smile at her and say, "If I promise not to dig around and find the video we did in Social where you had on a bonnet and were recreating a journey of Irish Immigrants to Canada....will you promise to go slowly through this?" She laughed and said "Deal". I may know a few things about Grade 8 Math, but I willingly admit she knows far more than I do about Investment.
Man I feel old. But at least, I know, I can ask her anything and not worry about sounding stupid. She always did like me, even back then LOL
So I am officially an RRSP girl, though a wee tiny one who has a long way to grow and a lot to know.
Tuesday, Nice weekend!
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8 comments:
How nice to have a former student helping you in this process!
Awww that is sweet. Jolie it was those foundations of math you taught her :) Better late than never.
What a cute story!
Awwh. Cute.
I have to go to my bank about my RRSPs soon too. I have a feeling that I WAY over contributed for 2009. My pension plan threw my calculations off.
lol! That's a sweet story! Glad you remembered who she was! :)
I still live in the same time I grew up in. Every once in awhile I'll see my old favorite teachers out and about. I never know if I should walk up and say hi.
First off, there's that really weird feeling of seeing your teacher outside of school. It's just not... natural seeing them outside of a familiar setting. Then there's the fact that I haven't seen them in YEARS! I am so afraid they won't remember me. After all, I only had one 10th grade English teacher; he's had thousands of students.
Jolie, you have an excellent teacher's pension plan. Why are you so worried about RRSP's? I would be doing RESP's for my kids.
hey Nola and thanks for your comment.
I only become full time permanent in the teaching profession when I was 31. I am only 9 years into contributing. This means a later retirement than, say, my peers, who started when they were 24.
Also, I take into consideration that my husband has a very low wage, and pretty much NO pension through his work. He has less than $10,000 in RRSPs and with overall poor health and a few ministrokes under his belt, I don't know how long he'll be in the workforce.
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