Hello,
You won't remember me. Partly I guess because you died. I don't recall why or when it happened, other than it was quite a while after i'd left school. I think you may well have contracted something whilst on holiday. You died before the web really took off so you don't have an internet footprint of any kind and so I don't have any way to jog my small number of memories. I suspect you'd have liked the internet.
I digress. I'm supposed to be asking you for help. I wonder in all honesty what I could ask. You taught me English (or at least i'm sure you tried to). I don't really have any questions to ask about English. This most definitely isn't because I know it all but simply in this world most things you need to know are at your fingertips. So, what to ask?
Nothing. Well, nothing that'd help me.
I would however be interested to know what went through your mind in your last hour. Did you know it was your last hour? Did you ever think; "Oh, here it comes." I wonder what you thought over. That would be my question. Not because I need to know, or that it'd be helpful but it would be interesting. I would hope that if you felt you taught me anything at all then it was to be curious and to ask interesting questions.
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