a day before my grandfather died, i fell down a few stairs and hurt my back quite badly. so the next day i stayed home…and that day my grandfather died. i grew up with my grandparents so for me it was like losing a father. i was sick the for 2 weeks…i couldnt keep food down. my idiot of an assistant principal came with my principal to me menachem the aveilim that were sitting shiva. as theyre talking, the subject of my injury came up, one of my relatives commented that in a way, me falling and injuring myself was a good thing, because as terrible as the tragedy as my grandfather’s death was…it would have been even worse if i had to hear it over the phone in school. to which the assistant principal said…”oh, he fell down only a few steps?!? he made it seem like 2 flights…thats not such a big deal” we, as a whole got up, and asked him to leave. some people just dont know how to control their mouths!
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