Two months ago, an old colleague of mine let me know that one of our past pupils had been tragically killed by a car that jumped the pavement. The shock, the disbelief…a six year old child taken from life before she has had a fighting chance at it. The anger at the unknown driver, the grief in knowing how devastated her mother and grandmother were. Their only child/grandchild…gone.
The noise of all these emotions kept everyone going. The noise of the funeral preparations kept her parent and grandparent going. But then comes the silence…the overwhelming silence of never hearing this child call their name again. The silence when they remember that she never got to complete grade one…This is when we grow. This is when we are reminded of the strength of our human spirit.