And here I am....
Mar. 3rd, 2007 06:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
...feeling rather stupid about my previous rant. Which I knew I would of course.
Stupid notebook has been successfully retrieved, but that's not important either.
So anyway, yesterday morning I go to class and my sixth-graders, who are usually hell on wheels or whatever that's called and I love them to bits despite that, are really quiet and calm and kind of...pensive.
I say "what's wrong?"
So they tell me how there was an accident up the road during the night. Heavy motorbike, quick driving, a ditch flooded with water from previous rain. This young guy, around 27, lost control, ended up in the ditch, motorbike on him. He had head injuries, and either that did it, or he drowned in the water cuz he fainted or couldn't move. In the morning, on the way to school, my kids found him. Fucking hell, my kids found the dead body.
I'm...I don't know how I'm feeling. Freaked, sure, but it got me thinking about life and death and all this shit and with me, that's never good. And I really wish I could take it back from my kids, take the image of the dead man away, cuz they're too young for this. And I wish the guy had been alive. He was too young, too far away from home to lose his life like that.
And anyway, then I got home, and I got family staying over (not close one, mind you) and things are orbitting rather weird. But that is a rant for a different day. Preferrably Monday.
You take care, guys. Really take care. I know I don't know you apart as fics and entries and usernames and icons, but I do care about you. And I want you well. So please, please take care.
Now let me get back to my freaking, correcting papers, and reading consolation fanfic (takes my mind off things so nicely...)
Stupid notebook has been successfully retrieved, but that's not important either.
So anyway, yesterday morning I go to class and my sixth-graders, who are usually hell on wheels or whatever that's called and I love them to bits despite that, are really quiet and calm and kind of...pensive.
I say "what's wrong?"
So they tell me how there was an accident up the road during the night. Heavy motorbike, quick driving, a ditch flooded with water from previous rain. This young guy, around 27, lost control, ended up in the ditch, motorbike on him. He had head injuries, and either that did it, or he drowned in the water cuz he fainted or couldn't move. In the morning, on the way to school, my kids found him. Fucking hell, my kids found the dead body.
I'm...I don't know how I'm feeling. Freaked, sure, but it got me thinking about life and death and all this shit and with me, that's never good. And I really wish I could take it back from my kids, take the image of the dead man away, cuz they're too young for this. And I wish the guy had been alive. He was too young, too far away from home to lose his life like that.
And anyway, then I got home, and I got family staying over (not close one, mind you) and things are orbitting rather weird. But that is a rant for a different day. Preferrably Monday.
You take care, guys. Really take care. I know I don't know you apart as fics and entries and usernames and icons, but I do care about you. And I want you well. So please, please take care.
Now let me get back to my freaking, correcting papers, and reading consolation fanfic (takes my mind off things so nicely...)
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Date: 2007-03-06 05:44 pm (UTC)And man...things like these shouldn't be happening. Nobody deserves that.