My 5th grade story



My cousin and sister both spent their last year at Mark Twain


Elementary with a teacher named Ms. Reilly. To me, I knew


she was going to be mean, but at other times she wasn’t. Both my





sister and cousin didn’t like her, but they didn’t know what


they had until they lost it. I was so excited that I was going to


be in a class with a teacher that I had known for two


years. Everything was great but during the middle of the


year the best teacher that I had understood me got sick


and most of the class were really sad but me the most.




I knew she was the best teacher and I didn’t want anything


to happen to her. She told us she had cancer and I got really sad


‘Cause what it did to other people. I felt like there was something


Than her just being sick. I was scared. Then, Mrs. Bobsin, Mr. Tucker



And Mr. Ogilby came in, they told us that Mrs. Reilly didn’t have the


Strength to come back.



















So I cried just at that, a day after that they let us


Write cards to her and they would give it to her every Friday. So


I made her a card and they took it to her. I told her I went to


The science fair she always believed in me so I didn’t feel


Uncomfortable telling her. On Friday I was late as usual so I got


In my seat and my best friend, Leah came Running to me and told


Me the saddest news yet she said…….. “Naomi Mrs. Reilly is dead.


She died on Friday.”






I felt my Heart beat as fast as it had beaten in my life, I felt like


I was gonna cry my eyes out as soon as the day was done, I now felt


The feeling Erin had when her second grade teacher passed away due to


A heart attack, Erin was my friend in 1st grade and still is. But I knew she


Didn’t like her as much as I liked Mrs. Reilly. I went into the car at the end


Of the day and I was as silent as I had been in a long time. My Mom said that


Nikki, our nickname for my sister Nicole was trying to trick her into thinking that


Mrs. Reilly was dead, my mom didn’t believe it. Then I silently just gave her a


Paper notifying her death.




She felt really bad. As soon as I came home I ran to my


Mom and hugged her and began to cry so hard, Then I kept


On talking about how I couldn’t believe it and how much she


Was the best teacher nobody could’ve felt the way I did. And


I felt way worse than I did in a long time. After the first day of


The notifying of Ms. Reilly’s death some counselors came and


Said if we wanted to talk to them we could so I went at recess


And my friends weren’t about to let me go through the tears


Alone so they went too. Mostly all of us went through the tears


But we didn’t go alone.






I found out that she had a due date for her Death, see I knew


It was more. The counselor had us imagine the last time we were going


To see her and we had to tell her how we felt. I told her that I would


Definitely miss her when I leave Mark Twain. And that she will always


Be in my heart not only because she was my teacher but because


Understood me. She died of cancer, and that’s why I want to start a


Charity for people with cancer I know they don’t deserve to die either.





I always think about how life would be if she didn’t die I always think

About that but I know I won’t be able to relive the time I had when she was

Here. My sister said that I should pretend she’s there and she will be. I sometimes

Go into a room that is completely empty and nobody’s in there and I talk to her and

I’ll be honest every time I talk to her tears roll down my eyes. I miss you Ms. Reilly R.I.P