how is that even possible?

my mom told me an interesting story this morning. i guess the other day she was out with a friend of hers at some coffee shop and she saw the woman who taught me grade primary. my mom recognized my former teacher, but didn't say anything to her because she didn't expect the teacher to know who she was. mrs macneil (teacher) saw my mom and went up to her and said hi and asked how she was. my mom was pretty surprised that mrs macneil recognized her and assumed that it was just from seeing her around the school because she helped out sometimes when my brother went there. he didn't have her as a teacher and i am 5 years older than him. but then, mrs macneil asked how i was doing, by name! she totally remembered me! i was in grade primary almost 20 years ago. 20 years! and my teacher sees my mom and remembers me? floored. that's what i am. i can't believe it. my mom told her that i was doing well...going to dal, and mrs macneil said, oh i'm not surprised at all. she was such a smart kid. wow. i'm fairly blown away by the fact that she remembered me and praised me even after all this time. how many kids has she seen pass through her classroom over her career? i'm touched. seriously. whether i should be or not. it's the feel-good story of the day.