♥ vision of me and four ♥

i was messing around the net and i saw a group on facebook in remembrance of my lit teacher in JC.

something struck me hard and i couldn’t help but shed a tear.

gone so young, miss G. i’ll always remember you, coming to school with your walking stick and you coming to class to teach us, rain or shine, cancer or not. you made class lively with all the poems and your wise words. i’ll always remember you accepted homework that was due two months ago and i remember your kind words about the poem i wrote on the back of my (failed)exam paper.

God bless you, miss G. we’ll miss you. you were the bravest, strongest fighter there ever was.