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How the Hell’s Angels Saved My Real Estate Deal
I had been in real estate for several years before becoming a classroom teacher. It was while watching the Space Shuttle Challenger launch with some of the other agents in my office in front of a tiny, black and white television set on January 28th, 1986 that I made the decision to return to school to earn a teaching credential. So it makes sense that these two careers would forever be intertwined.
When Emi Yamamoto came to me at recess and closed the classroom door facing the play yard behind her I wasn’t sure what was on her mind. She sat down in one of the student’s desks and folded her hands neatly in front of her. She paused for a moment, look down at her hands, and then looked me straight in the eyes before speaking.
“Rik and I are to buy our first house. We would like for you to find the right one for us. Will you help us, please?”
My eyes surely lit up as she carefully formed each word.
“Yes, of course I will, Emi. This is wonderful news!”
I had been leaning on the corner of my oversized teacher’s desk and now I was fully upright and engaged. The bell rang at that moment and it would be hours later, once the children and most of the adults had gone home for the day before we would talk again.
