I guess I can add one last low to 2011. Darn it.
A beautiful former student of mine was killed in a car accident last night. A graduate of 1987, she was on my cheer squad-- and to be honest, she looked like she still could be. Absolutely beautiful.
She still lived in the community and had become a friend. She has children in our school system. I am just sick.
Teaching seems to mean that every student who passes through my doors owns just a little bit of my heart.
My heart hates this.