It was in those days when I began to learn how your students’ lives wedge themselves into your life. How their drama becomes your drama. How their remarks and actions and attitudes confound you, unnerve you, keep you up at night and make you question the fate of the world.
When Former Students Die: A Teacher’s Reflection
Jay Armstrong
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perhaps better to change all the “you” to “I, me or myself”.

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