[inspired by the love of my life Taisha's
blog My elementary school music teacher was Mr. Hunter. He was a nice enough older gentleman. Kind of like a Mr. Rogers but with a gruffer demeanor. He wore the same green sweater every week.
Everything was fine and fun until one day he told us that his sister had died. From then on Mr. Hunter became
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ahem.
That is really interesting that a teacher who obviously should probably be in therapy and not necessarily teaching children after his tragic loss would still be teaching now. However many years later it is.
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