This story is now a month and half old, but the mystery remains unsolved and the plot thickened today:
The first week of this past August, my husband I went to San Antonio for one last get-away before the school year began. One evening, as we sat down at Joe's Crab Shack, I noticed that a boy in the family we sat next to looked like one of my students from 2 years prior. I didn't want to stare long enough to be sure, though, that it was him. However, a while into the meal, I heard the young girl (who I assumed to be the sister) called this boy by the name of my student. (It's not a common name.) I turned quickly now to look at him, and they all looked at me curiously.
"Are you the C---s?" I asked.
"No," they replied.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I said, "I just heard her say K--- and I taught a K.C. two years ago --"
"Oh, "they cut in, "This is K.C!" the father said, pointing at the boy. He smiled quietly, as was characteristic of him. "This is K.C.," he said again, "But we aren't the Cs. He's been saying you look like his teacher." One of them (can't remember which one) said.
"Well, guess what," I said smiling at K.C, "I am teaching juniors this year, so I might get you again." He was still just smiling and the sister now had him in a playful headlock.
"I hope we don't get any bad notes home this year," the mother said.
I told them that while I didn't remember K.C. being a problem himself, he had been in one of my most hyper classes and I might have sent a few notes home to many of the boys' parents that year.
So that was that and we said goodbye when they left.
At the beginning of this year, I did end up with K.C. on my roster. On the first day of school, I mentioned seeing him on the Riverwalk. He said nothing until I mentioned it again later, and this time, he said, "That wasn't me." I questioned him, not just that day, but for several days because he stuck to his story -- he had never been the Riverwalk this summer. He even swore to God and he never swore to God, he said. I emailed him mom to make doubly sure, and tonight she emailed me back and assured me they were never in San Antonio this summer. In fact, she is white and has no husband, nor is there a male figure in K.C's life at this time. The K.C's couple I saw on the Riverwalk was black. And the only sister K.C. has is much younger than this girl on the Riverwalk.
So the mystery remains unsolved. Was the couple messing with me? If so, they were awfully ready with some quick responses. Was it just a coincidence and there is another K.C. who looks just like my K.C. and who has a teacher that looks like me? Or did I cross into a parallel universe where K.C. was in San Antonio with a couple that wasn't his parents? Or did K.C. uknowingly bilocate? (lol.) He said he was supposed to have been in San Antonio that very week with a good friend, but didn't go. I'm afraid I may never know, but it's something to think about.