❝ Lord Doordash . . . ❞ @zalimbane
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❝ Lord Doordash . . . ❞ @zalimbane
I have never mentioned this on here before, publicly... But I really want to share this with you because... This is a huge something that happened in my life.
Back in 2015, my Civics teacher was killed in a hit and run. The lady who hit him, was drunk at the time. She had even been called a cab, but still left and gotten into her car, changing the lives of so many people. He was one of my favourite teachers. He changed my life in so many positive ways. He was the kindest man. He was a father of five beautiful, smart, loving kids. He always showed us pictures and gushed about how wonderful they were. He changed my life. And it wasn’t just me. So many students, as you can see from above, cherished and loved him. He was an amazing teacher. I eat lunch in the hallway where his classroom was. And everyday when he left his room and saw me, he would smile and say hello. He once held me back after class to make sure I was alright and he said to me, “I will always be here for you.” The fact that he isn’t... It’s changed a lot of me... A lot of people...
When this happened, my initial reaction was to write. I didn’t understand how to deal with this and through my tears, I wrote the poem you see above. I bought flowers and and put them down by the others, then taped my poem to the wall. I remember the amount of pain I felt the day I found out.
About a year later, (2016) I found out from a friend, that my poem had been on the news. CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) had done a piece on the accident and about him. CBC which is a country-wide station, shared my poem and quoted it.
As you can see, I remained anonymous, only giving my initials. I did not want to attract any sort of attention for this, nor did I think it would be broadcasted. When I saw the video, all the emotions that I’d tried to hold down were unleashed. I cried again. I cried for hours. I cried so much. Not only were the heartbreaking memories brought back, but now, something that should’ve left me proud of myself, made me feel sad and hurt.
Now, I can look back, and be proud. I can look at something I did as a sixteen year old kid, and be proud. I am proud.
(This is the video if you’d like to see it completely.)
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