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How I Met Brian Korver
This is going to be...well not so interesting as Paul Ford's account of "How I Met Brian Korver." Any way he's my best bud so I got to say something that will damage him forever. Well, here it goes. I went to New Mexico Military Insitute in the Fall of 2000. I was not an ROTC cadet. I was just a "cadet". Well, the first few weeks I spent mostly with my RAT buddies during RAT week where I got to know Paul Ford. My major was pre-engineering so I was placed in Engineering Physics with Dr. Willis, the first strange physics professor, since I had taken Pre-Calculus and General Physics in high school. Ok, for 13 years I've gone to school with Navajos only and I didn't have experience in interaction with non-Navajos. It was only my second week at NMMI and I was still adjusting. My parents and grandparents had told me about how certain non-Navajos acted and how to behave around them. So when I arrived at NMMI, I was expecting a lot of these certain behaviors to appear. Some of them did, others did not, and some behavior was entirely new. I guess you can call this process "Culture Shock" which I was warned about along with homesickness while I was in high school. Ok, I'm just describing my mindset so I'll get on with the story.
First day of Engineering Physics. I walk in and I take the advice of my high school advisors to sit near to the front as possible. I sat on the left hand side of the instructor, close to the door. Anyway, two other new cadets walked in. They were both taller than me, but one was very tall. So this tall guy takes a seat close by to me and the other sat to my left. I didn't say much the first day and I kept to myself, I guess I was doing some observations. It went this way for about the first two weeks. Ok, this tall guy which I knew his last name was "Korver", we worked together on lab projects and quizzes along with this old cadet that sat nearby too. After wards, this "Korver" would always be saying "Hi" or "Whats up" to me in the hall ways or if I ran into him at the post office, outside, or during Corps activities. I don't know what my problem was..I guess I had this "Scared Kid Syndrome" because I wouldn't say "Hi" back at first but only acknowledge it with a head nod. Ok, this went on for a couple of months. During study sessions I got to know him better and finally learned his first name "Brian". Toward the end of the school year, near spring break, I learned that he was a Christian too and he found out that I was one too. He asked me where I go to church on Sundays, I said the campus chapel. He then invited me over to the church he went to in Roswell. From then on, he and I went to church together and basically started to hang out and do stuff from then on. I wasn't afraid of some tall stranger saying "Hi" to me anymore.
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