RIP Mr Liston

I don't remember much about my primary school teachers. But there is one specific teacher I remember lots about. I remember that year pretty well. That year I hanged with the wrong people got myself into trouble that I didn't wanna get into in the first place. I lost my friends cause they thought I was racist and at the time I didn't even know the meaning of it.

But Mr Liston gave me some great memories that year as well and somewhat felt that he knew I was with the wrong group of friends. I remember him with his long hair always tired in a pony tail. He had always had his guitar and often used to teacher us songs or play songs. I may be wrong but from memory I think he like the Beatles and even taught us the song 'The Yellow submarine'. I remember that we were reading 'The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe' and after every chapter he would get us to draw a scene from what he had just read so that he knew we were listening. I remember he brought Turkish delight for the class to try and I remember that I didn't like the taste. I remember he had our whole class perform in the talent quest and we were split into three groups and we all sang at different times. We might have even sang the yellow submarine but I am not to sure about that. I remember he knew that my friend and I got in trouble for going into the school building without an hall pass. I remember, he was a great teacher and one of my favourites in primary school. I didn't realised how much all these memories really meant until now.

I devastated and upset on how he died and never expected that he would leave this world like this. When I thought of my future, I always hoped that I returned to my primary school and teach and hopefully even be able to see Mr Liston again however that could never happen. . . I regret not returning back to primary school and seeing him again. I can't even imagine how upset his friends and family must be.

When I heard the news last Friday, I felt so depressed and my heart felt. . . so uncomfortable. Ever since than when I read news of his passing makes me feel upset and devastated all over again. Today I finally felt tears fall down my eyes, reading how people sent notes to the scene of his death apologising for unable to save him and thank the people who tried their best to save him and bring justice to the man how killed him.

 You were one of the best teachers in the world and I really wished that you didn't have to experience so much pain in those last minutes of your life. I hope you rest in peace Mr Liston.