Today at school we were told that a teacher who taught here and retired in June died this morning. Counselling teams went through the classes, telling the students the news and letting them talk. Jenny is upset and I feel drained. I was scheduled to teach most of the day anyway, so she could hide a bit. Some of our students were quite sad, others barely noticed.
I feel a bit unable to help the students. At least I know that crying is important when you're sad. But I'm not allowed to talk about God, of course. And I don't know the students well enough to tailor my words to them. I handed out kleenex and let them think. Some drew pictures to show how they were feeling.
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