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we had a workshop at school last week which focused on choices and opportunities. i was in a discussion group where we were talking about students who had passed away while we taught them and how this fit with the topic and how it affected the school. anyway, it put me in a morbid mood and i sat down and thought long and hard about how many students i have lost in 14 years of teaching, and it came to one per year. i couldn't believe there were that many. one boy had a rare disease, lots of accidents and suicides, but also a handful of murders. the scary thing is, i never would have guessed it was that bad, i must be getting desensitized.