Quetzalcoatl Cortes

May 10, 2008

Post #2402 – 20080510

Dear Mr. Pinkwater,

I was passing by a bookstore in Mountain View, Ca when I spotted your book “Yo-Yo Man”. After reading it, I nearly cried with laughter.

You see, I used to a teacher, but to be more accurate, a substitute teacher for the San Francisco Unified School District. What made your story have such a profound effect upon me that moment was that on my first day of substituting, with no formal training, or instruction on how to gain the attention of a grammar school classroom, was my ability to pull a unique skill from my past to quell a rowdy class…my years as a manager and instructor of a Yo-Yo store.

From that moment on, I have been forever labeled as the “Yo-Yo” guy or the “Yo-Yo” sub. My trusty “Turbo Bumble Bee” yo-yo had become my great equalizer. This was especially evident at Paul Revere Elementary School, a public school with children of great potential. I had become a favorite sub among teachers and students alike with my string tricks.

I bought one of your books to give to that school’s 2nd grade, whose teacher i have the upmost respect for and another to keep for myself as a memento of my past. Maybe I should get it autographed?

-Quetzalcoatl Cortes

p.s. I keep in the back of the jacket of the book, a picture that one of the students gave to me on that first day. I felt it fitting to share it with you.


Daniel replies:

You were the manager of a yo-yo store? There is or was such a thing as a yo-yo store? I am trying to imagine it. There are yo-yos, of course, yo-yo books, a re-stringing section. Yo-yo clinics, classes, guest appearances by famous yo-yoists?!? The world keeps getting bigger and weirder, and I wouldn't have it any other way.