Archive for February 14th, 2005

A death

My mother was telling me on the phone today that my gym teacher that I used to have in high school and later when I was doing some javelin and sprinting when I was a teenager, has died of a car accident.

Thing is, I am not unhappy about this. I can’t say I am “happy”, but I am unable to feel bad about his death.

You see, the guy was very difficult to deal with and we all knew in my village that his wife and kids were unhappy with him too (he was not letting his also-a-gym-teacher wife go out of the house, he was beating her, etc etc).

I just can’t feel sad for him and that’s something that bothers me because I should.