Because that is the number of students I carried on the roll when I was teaching. I was trained to keep track and study and encourage and know all those young people, who, after just a semester or year, they would change and move on.
So, I know the drill. People come and people go. While they are in front of me, we have a relationship of sorts. If they want to be invisible, it is not going to work too well. Oh sure, they can lurk around and borrow some paper here, a picture there. I don't see their coming and going directly. But, I do notice their absence.
My question: why do people sign up to follow and never stop to leave a comment? We are not a newspaper. We are not a magazine either. We are blogs, relating personal stories and commentaries of personal significance. I want to know how you live, what you eat for supper when you're tired, where you go on vacation, how frustrated you become with your partner. I want to know your habits, your tastes, your opinions.
I want to know how another human manages to survive in this forest called life.
Now. if you want to brag and list all your blessings and possessions, go ahead. I'll clap at the right point in the conversation. But, I may not hang around too long. You see, I can listen to Mr. Trump and get the same over-the-top-I shouts. I can go to UTube and watch "How to stop cats from pissing on your car." for sheer entertainment value. Don't tell me what you paid for your merchandise, either. Stuff doesn't catch my attention.
Tell it to me in your words.
From your seat.
I'm glad you found me. Now, let me know you.