12 January, 2010

Today our school was told that one of our teacher's died. He was my fifth and sixth grade teacher, and the varsity football coach. When I first heard, I was in shock, basically yelling "WHAT?" The whole day was rather sad.
It was not until I got home that it actually sank in. Even though I hadn't seen or talked to him in a few years, he had an impact on my life, since my 5th and 6th grade years were so much about learning about the world around me.
It's just weird to think that he's gone; that I'll never see him again.
I guess I just don't really realize sometimes.
I really don't even know what I'm saying, I just need to say something.

1 comment:

Some Girl said...

That's my thing about death too. The fact that I'll never that person again... It's unsettling.