remember
today was actually a pretty difficult day for quite a few of us at school. my got the news at morning registration that mrs gleed, who was my from tutor for years 10 and 11, had died. she'd had cancer and they thought they'd got it all , but it came back just before summer last year and recently they'd began to realise it was only a matter of time.
so all of us from my form last year were very upset. the memorial assembly was pretty hard to take, most our my old form were crying. i have to give massive credit to miss brownhill and mrs smith who conducted a very simple and fitting tribute to mrs gleed. miss brownhill sounded like she was just saying whatever came into her head, which was great because she told all these little stories and memories of mrs gleed. and mrs gillespie, who had looked after our form when mrs gleed was ill came to let us know that she;d be around to talk to if we needed someone, which was so lovely of her, because all the staff were obvious upset too. then we all had the first period off, so the new girls very kindly let us be just the six of us and we talked about mrs gleed for a while.
i think the hardest thing to take was that she was always one of those people who are really full of life. she would always come into our form room and bustle us into the next lesson, but she was never to busy to listen if we needed her. and once we started talking about her, we remembered all these great occaisons where she'd been there, and all the stories she'd told us. that was nice, because mrs gleed was the sort of person who would have let you know she understood how you were feeling but then would have said, "now cheer up and lets get on with things". which, in the end, is what you have to do, right?
so all of us from my form last year were very upset. the memorial assembly was pretty hard to take, most our my old form were crying. i have to give massive credit to miss brownhill and mrs smith who conducted a very simple and fitting tribute to mrs gleed. miss brownhill sounded like she was just saying whatever came into her head, which was great because she told all these little stories and memories of mrs gleed. and mrs gillespie, who had looked after our form when mrs gleed was ill came to let us know that she;d be around to talk to if we needed someone, which was so lovely of her, because all the staff were obvious upset too. then we all had the first period off, so the new girls very kindly let us be just the six of us and we talked about mrs gleed for a while.
i think the hardest thing to take was that she was always one of those people who are really full of life. she would always come into our form room and bustle us into the next lesson, but she was never to busy to listen if we needed her. and once we started talking about her, we remembered all these great occaisons where she'd been there, and all the stories she'd told us. that was nice, because mrs gleed was the sort of person who would have let you know she understood how you were feeling but then would have said, "now cheer up and lets get on with things". which, in the end, is what you have to do, right?