"is tomorrow the big day? " asked hanna. her father
was lost in thought. "dad? "
"sorry." gerry snapped out of his reverie, "i can't
focus. nerves, i guess."
"don't be nervous," said hanna. "you're a fantastic
chef
". it's not the cooking that i'm worried
about it's the pace, 'go! hurry! ' people
getting annoyed."
hanna could see his anxiety, "but we have given you lots of practice dealing with
impatient, noisy people," she said, "you have an advantage over the 20-year-old
apprentices! they haven't been cooking for five kids for 18 years."
true," acknowledged gerry, "it's just scary trying a new career at 44, even with the hel
from the second career program."
"remember the night before i started that lifeguarding job? i was a wreck, and you and
mom gave me great advice."
"what? "
"take a deep breath," she replied, "go for a walk."
gerry exhaled loudly, "that . any other tips? "
"you distracted me with a funny story remember your lab partner who used salt instea
of sugar? "
"poor steve," recalled gerry, chuckling, "let's hope i don't make mistakes like that! "
"you won't," said hanna reassuringly. "and mom suggested that i visualize the end
of my first day. picture yourself cleaning your station after your shift and imagine the
feeling of accomplishment."
gerry closed his eyes and swished his hands out in front of him, wiping an
imaginary counter,
they burst out laughing, "feeling of relief, or maybe exhaustion," added gerry.
"forget visualization, how about that walk? "

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