OMG! i know everyone is upset. i am too. I know that losing mrs. hamstra was something that no one ever expected. no one did. it was sooo painful. I know that every five minutes we think to ourselves "we have to move on because she wanted us too" and for a minute we are comforted by these thoughts, but then you think: did this really happen. or is this an extremely long dream. but remember no matter what anyone tells you, it is okay to cry because you have friends and you have people that will be there to hold your hand through all of this. it is okay to remember every laugh, every talk, and every smile because that's what keeps us going. just don't forget everything, and then later you feel like she's there with you. but remember, if you need someone to talk to, don't get scared to call a friend (hint: you can always talk to me).

Mrs. Hamstra, although she doesn't want any attention right now, she needs to know how much we care. she needs to know that no matter what happens, she is so unforgettable. we will always treasure her. remember all those time she yelled at you: she was teaching you a life lesson. she did it because she wanted us to succeed. remember how she stood up for us this year. she sang when she got happy. she drew all those figure for us on the board so that we could learn and follow her example. she told stories that strayed the topic so much just to prove a point. don't ever forget. We need to come together as a class and as friends to get through this. just basically, live your life, just never forget.

I'm reading, and somewhere inside the wheels of my brain are turning, trying to think practically, and move on...I know there are two conflicting forces inside of all of us. Be practical--be emotional. It seems as though we will never be able to accept this.
But right now I am too deep in grief, and no matter what happens, it will take time, and we will have to hold each others hands and spend that time together, Monday through Friday through Monday again. It will take time...
What can i say? Mrs. Hamstra was beyond words...martinetish. Everything she did, methods she taught us, her hugs, intrusiveness, notebook quizzes...there is so much to remember. And I know as we rise up again for air, more memories attack us.
The parents had a meeting and are supposed to be taking action...God knows, we cannot let Mrs. Hamstra go without a fight...
As we have been saying in our emails, just anything to thank Mrs. Hamstra, let her know that we will remember her and her lessons...I can't think about them right now...but we have to continue with the cards and as Kim was saying, send her little things to remember us by.
I'm sorry, I have no words, they fumble and stop at the tip of my tongue...
It feels stuck in a rut, smothered by water, an ocean of memories, swimming through my thoughts...I can make no sense nor choose right or wrong. They say this is still shock. The first stage: numbness.
God knows there is a long journey ahead.
I hope we have the strength to put aside our differences and pull together through this. let us find our individual consolation in each other--no matter if you pray or you believe or take things as they are.
If not anything, I hope we use this experience to create a class Mrs. Hamstra will be proud to see graduate.

Meanwhile, work continues like hell.

Love, Sanj
Remember that we are always here, and whenever you need anyanyanything, you have my number.
Please, continue to blog so that we all can share our feelings and help each other.

hey guys. like maya said, we're all going through a REALLY REALLY hard time. i guess now we're just kinda hanging onto all those traditions we used to have, hoping it'll give us comfort. i dont know how many of your parents went, but keep checking your emails and stuff. we're doing a lot. keep posting on the blog, and i think we should all talk about this. share our feelings - our sorrow, fear, numbness... everything. mrs hamstra taught us how to work together, how to be a class, how to be one instead of being individual students. she taught us how to believe in ourselves. she taught us how to make the right decisions. i will forever cherish the day when she caught me during the science review. i remember i got a 97 or 98 on that test, but she was still like upset with me. she was so special in teaching us. when she punished us, it wasn't a punishment. she taught us how to make the right decisions. i remember she told me, "you cannot serve two masters at the same time." and she was so right. we all remember those things she's always said to us, "dont cry over spilled milk" and so much more. share your feelings. shed your tears of sorrow. and remember that she did so much for us. she loved us so much. and she was so extremely brave when she left and decided to move on with her life. remember how much she loved us, remember how much we love her. remember having family time. remember her laughs, her smiles. remember the things she said that we laughed at. remember when she sang songs in the morning. remember all the things you can remember. and let love bind us together to get through this. let love and friendship keep us together forever. and by the time graduation comes, we will be so much more together and understanding of each other. we will love each other so much more. and remember mrs hamstra then. she will be so proud of us. she loves us. we love her. make her pround.
<3 marissa. call me anytime you need me. email me, call, talk to me. and talk to everyone else. remember. and love.

hey everybody again. so i want to keep the blog going because we need to stay together. we've all suffered a big loss but its a new beginning. mrs. hamstra doesnt want us to stay in the past, so we have to move on. its hard, but we can do it together.
-ms. pres

hey everybody.
now obviously, nobody is in a good mood. we are either in denial or really pissed off. i am in the middle. right now, i really just want everything to stay the same but i know its not going to be on monday morning. the best way we can feel somewhat better is to stick together. on monday, i am giving hugs out and i know a lot of people that need one. so just stay alive through the weekend. and remember, we all miss her, and i know, she misses us. dont u ever feel that she left because of us, dont even think it.
- ms. pres