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My Spanish teacher from last year died this weekend.

During the middle of last year, she got sick. She had always complained that her head hurt, and we always kind of laughed at her, thought it was just a joke.

Then, she went to the hospital for a week or so. We all kind of felt bad. She came back though, and she seemed a lot better. After another week, she was gone again.

No one ever seemed really clear on what happened. She had a brain cyst, I think. She had an operation... she woke up, but never really got better. We had a substitute teacher for the rest of the year.

We made a tape of her singing songs from Buena Vista Social Club - the last real thing we did before she left. We sent flowers, and did all kinds of fun things for her.

Over the summer, I just assumed she was getting better. I never even thought about it.

Megan Craine called about 10 minutes ago. Apparently she got a blood clot and died over the weekend.

She was a crazy teacher, and a lot of the things she did bothered me. But i would have never wanted this to happen. This is so sad... She got sick, and just never got better.

Lawler, in your crazy spanish speaking place up in the sky, i hope you can hear us. You were great. You really were. The culture you taught us...

You may be gone, but you won't be forgotten.

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