Matthew Ridge

And I used to go, he used to pick me up in his car.

He had an old school, like, not Valiant.

It was like an American car.

And he used to pick us up.

And he was cool, Mr. Sawyer.

He was real cool, you know.

And he was a rugby coach.

And so he just wanted to do sports.

the best you could for him, right?

So I played, he was into softball, so I played softball, I played rugby, I played cricket, I played everything, right?

And Mr. Johnson, who was a headmaster, he used to say to my grandmother, because my grandmother used to get worried, and she'd go, you know, Mr. Johnson, my grandson's just doing way too much.

He said, just give as much as you can, you know?

So they just put so much stuff on my plate that I never got bored.

But I remember the last day of school,

It was last day of Form 2 before you go to, you know, we were leaving Wesley.

And, like, I loved Mr. Sewell.

He was just like, I just loved him.

I loved him like a, it's weird because I haven't spoken about this forever, but he was like my dad, sort of, if that makes sense.

But he was, I remember, and he could hit because we always used to call it black magic.

But anyway, it was the last day, and for some reason, like, I chipped him.