Who Would Have Guessed

David started college this semester and although thousands of kids do this every year, I am taken aback by it.
We adopted David when he was about ten. Before that he floated through our town's very small and gossipy foster care community, making as many as 9 or so moves. David was a little "rambunctious" when he was young. Actually he was known as the kid most likely to burn your house down. He was also adorable. He was the poster child for ADHD and schooling him required no chairs but lots of things to touch. We had to use Ritalin sparingly because he was skinny as a stick and still is. David moves with lightning speed in everything he does, often leaving a trail of undone, broken and lost things behind him. He fishes his clothes for the day from a pile of rubble on his floor. He has lost checks from work and tax papers and too many hoodies to count. His disorganization didn't serve him well in school and his grades were poor to fair. ( He did excell in Track, as the only requirement was to move fast.) Nothing or no one (except for one un-named sister) ever bothers David.
And yesterday he stood before me, nervous, ready to start college. I was really proud of him. He had his books in his arm and pencils stuck in the books. When I inquired as to why he wasn't using his bookbag, he reminded me that he had gone fishing this past summer and used his bookbag to carry his fish home in.
David in college will be interesting!