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Ok lets start from the begining.

Last year my teacher, the best teacher ever, my best friend, told me and my class that she had breast cancer. She told us that she would fight it and be strong. She kept her word. She went through surgery, she took the chemo.

When I was at VoTech till January. While I was there she was still taking treatments. When I came back she was there too. I was so happy and thought it was over.

She went into surgery a month or 2 ago to have the other breast removed. I thought she was still recovering and not able to come back yet. Then yesterday the substitute tell us she isn't doing good and asked us to pray for her. I was worried but didn't think it was horribly bad..

I come into school today late, I made up an excuse saying I was at breakfast and that the teacher didn't see me. I asked the attendance officer if she knew her (recovering teacher's) address because I wanted to send her flowers. The attendance officer goes "I don't know it, but I'm sure it will be in the paper. It's so sad." I though she meant that she wasn't doing well.

I walk into home room and see the lights half off and the guidence counseler there. I thought he was there for me because I am always late. Then I look at everyone just sitting there quiet, walked to my seat, sit down, and my friend says "Didn't you hear?", I asked what was going on. She died lastnight.

Turns out she wasn't just sick, the cancer had spread to her brain. So now I'm feeling like an asshole for lieing before on top of being sad. That whole homeroom period felt like a wake. I was hopping first period would be normal, nope. The teacher starts saying how this is sad and that we were going to watch a movie on Mark Twain to try to get our minds off of it, I thought "THANK GOD", but then he kept talking and talking and I was about to have a break down so I asked to go to the library.

I go to the library and come on here. I really want to thank you guys for being funny and cheering me up. So first period ends, I go to gym and everyone just sat there, girls were crying, guys were talking about it. I just sat there thinking about her. Then we went to third period and that was shit. I kept thinking of her so I quick finished my work and went to the library, back on here.

I stayed there till lunch, skipping 4th and 5th. Thank you guys again. Went to lunch, wrote in this book they were making for her family. After lunch went to 6th it was ok. Then in 7th I came back on here because we weren't doing anything. I was fine.

Then school ends, I'm on the bus and all the highschoolers were quiet. The bus gets going, then the busdriver stops it and starts bitching at us for "throwing stuff on the floor a few days ago". I yelled at her saying "This isn't the time. Stop yelling at us." That bitch kept going and going. This I feel is unacceptable, she knew what the fuck was going on in school, she could have waited till another day, but no.

The rest of the ride home I wanted to punch her in the face.

I get off the bus and just break down. This bitch can't do this to us.

I was wondering if there's anyway I could file a complaint or something. She was inappropriate and she should have known to keep her mouth shut.

Can I do something about this bitch?

I am offended and I'm not letting her get away with it.

What can I do? I'm past confronting her now. And I am deffinitly doing something about it. But what?

Please help.

Did you explain it clearly to her??
If you did, and she kept on going, then file a complaint.

Who would you complain too? Is the bus driver hired by the school or is it a private bus company that does school runs?

Also the bus driver is a heinous bitch if she knew and still pretty stupid if she didn't.

Some people are just too stupid for empathy. Some are downright malignant. Like that tumour.

I'm sorry to hear about your teacher.

Who would you complain too? Is the bus driver hired by the school or is it a private bus company that does school runs?

Also the bus driver is a heinous bitch if she knew and still pretty stupid if she didn't.
She's working for the school, not private. I was thinking the principal, or her direct boss, who I am good friends with.

I would go to both the bus driver's direct boss and your principal. this will accomplish two things. First and probably most importantly you can be fairly certin that the message will get the the driver. Secondly it will also bring the matter to the attention of your principal.

And also bear in mind that it may just be that the bus driver didn't know how to handle the situation with the teacher, and was trying, in her own misguided way, to just behave as she would normally. Maybe you could cut her some slack too.

Sorry about your teacher. I lost my mom to cancer and I know how hard it is. Hang in there.

You want an honest advice? Forgive her.

Maybe this personal account can help you a little.

The first day of school after my grandmother had died comes pretty close to your day description. I just hung in there and hoped the day would pass as quickly as possible. The first couple of periods went fine because of nice people and understanding teachers that simply left me alone when I didn't do what they wanted me to.
Then came typing class - and I honestly didn't wanna be there 'cause the teacher was just, well, let's say she wasn't one of my favorites.
So I'm in there and just staring out the window and all of the sudden she starts bitching at me for not working properly, yaddayadda...
I told her quietly that that definitely wasn't the day to do so. But she kept on coming.
I've always been sort of a hot-tempered, short-fused person - but that women actually brought me close to attacking her right then and there.
Instead, I opted for strategic retreat and went to the study hall instead (where, I have to admit, I punched a knuckle-sized hole into the plaster of the wall).
Other students have told her about what happened after I had left and I went to typing class the next day as if nothing had ever happened - and it worked.

You know, people react to occurences like death and illness very differently. That's just a fact. It all depends on their personal disposition. Whenever someone dies, it shows us all that we won't be here forever - which puts a lot of stress on us. Some cope with it by becoming quiet, some tend to retreat to their profession and act it out that way.

No matter what happened on the bus - think about what your teacher meant to you and how you would like to remember her best, everything else is just a minor occurence and negligible circumstance.

Take care, and I'm sorry to hear that you've lost a teacher who it seems had a good and positive influence on you.

let it go, you have too much to do.

you have to go to the funeral. check to see if there is a wake, you should go to that too. you have to be prepared to talk to the teacher's family and tell them how much she meant to you. you really should write them a letter telling them how she affected your life. its something they will treasure and read over and over again in the difficult days to come.

when someone you love dies its not weak to cry. its a tribute to just how much she meant to you.

I have to agree with forgive her and let it go. You weren't in a normal state of mind. Just because this hit you hard it doesn't mean it hit the bus driver hard. Maybe she didn't even know. She was probably acting normally.

I remember the first class I taught a girl missed three classes in a row. We happened to have a test on that first class. The rest of the class wanted their tests back. So when she showed I asked her to come to my office to take the test right after class. She asked for more time. My reaction was, "MORE TIME! you just missed a whole week." Well she came to my office with a drop slip, which I signed without comment. The next day another girl in the class told me her brother had died and that's why she wasn't in class. And her roommate was supposed to have called me. Now I'm forgetful sometimes, but if I had gotten a message like that, I'm sure I would have remembered it. I've felt like an ass every time I think about it since, but how was I to know? Why didn't she tell me?

I learned to always ask questions before I came down on someone. I learned that I need to explain my position, not depend on others to get the message to someone. I learned to forgive and forget when someone came down on me.

My god...

What a... OK, don't want to get banned... but that bus driver is... is... I'd get banned if I said it. This is one of the few cases in which I advise a lot of swearing and a certain gesture of the middle finger.

I am, also, very sorry to hear of your teacher. It truly saddens me. :(

So true, but who really does that nowadays? @ Good lifes

Can I do something about this bitch?
No. The dead are dead and life goes on for the living.

My god...

What a... OK, don't want to get banned... but that bus driver is... is... I'd get banned if I said it. This is one of the few cases in which I advise a lot of swearing and a certain gesture of the middle finger.

I am, also, very sorry to hear of your teacher. It truly saddens me. :(


Forum isn't too bad about swearing....though for things like this...ya. The less is better. Though no matter how many times we say the words...does it make us look any smarter or civilized.

Though that is a bad situation indeed.

Well, it's all we can do. Besides, the idiot deserves it! She should be fired!