Today, I heard the news that one of my favorite teachers died. I could have accepted it better if it was a natural death but I heard it was not.
He was robbed and killed. Shot. In. The. Mouth.
He was an old man. Excited for his long awaited retirement. He wanted to go to places. And now he can’t.
He was strict but fun. He made us recite this poem he made everyday. But it’s not the boring kind of recitation. He likes to twist it around. He was a jolly old man.
He believed in our potential. He taught us a lot of words. And it was fun.
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Gosh it seems like the worst happens to the best these days.
I’m sorry for your loss, I had a teacher I used to view as my “real” mom. She was in a similar situation as me and was quite depressed. Although I haven’t talked to her in awhile, if I found out she was gone I don’t think I’d be able to handle it.
I’m sorry for your loss. I know how it feels to lose a favorite person. I’ve lost a few…just stay strong and remember him and the fun memories you have with him.
Dear god what is wrong with our world how could this happen to someone? He was just a jolly old fellow and got robbed and killed for no reason at all this is truly wrong. I am so very sorry this had to happen to him and for your pain I’m sure this hit you very hard please indeed try to think positively. I hope this loss can be overcome in the near future and that no one is hurt too seriously due to this tragedy I wish you the best of luck.
I am very sorry this happened and my heart goes out to you, your teacher and everyone affected by the situation. From what you said about him he sounded like a wonderful man who really took the time to care for his students. Teachers who believe in their students are truly a gift.
*hugs*