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This LO means a lot to me. It was very difficult to do because I wanted it to be perfect to honor the memory of my teacher. After I finished this, I cried. I think I finally got some of my feelings out about what happened, nearly 6 years later. I still wonder what happened to him. Maybe I'll meet him again one day.

Journaling reads: Fall 2000. I was starting my senior year at Eastern High School. Just that summer I had gone on a school trip to Europe with my best friend Tommy, my French teacher Mrs. Kirby, and with you. This year I’d finally have you as a teacher, for Drama. I was so excited. I had had so much fun on the trip with you. When everyone else wanted to sit by the pool or hang out in the hotel room you were ready for an adventure: taking a tour of London in the black on night; seeing Big Ben lit up against the night sky of England; experiencing The Globe Theater with you for the first time; catching the last train car on the last subway back to the hotel; saving me from a pick-pocket in Italy; even your calm as we searched for our missing classmate in Paris. You held it together Ernst. Now, sitting here in Drama, only a few months into the school year, you take a serious tone. After a quick game of improv, you’ve informed us that this was your last day as a teacher at Eastern. We all had known something was up. You’d been absent at lest once a week. You assured us you weren’t sick. But you had to go. I finally got the courage to give you the news article I found in photography class. I had saved it for nearly a month, trying to figure out how to give to you. It was an article about The Globe Theater from a National Geographic. I handed it to you, you hugged me and said, “Thanks for Europe.”

TFL


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