When I was a child, I dreamed of going to Europe. I wanted to see Big Ben, the Eiffel Tower, and the Swiss Alps, and experience European culture. I wanted to eat at a sidewalk cafe, and shop in Paris. I wanted to see the Thames.
In tenth grade, my dream came true when two (married) wonderful, caring, teachers organized and chaperoned a trip to London, Paris, and the Alps. We flew to Munich, and over the course of ten days visited six different countries. It was amazing – and life changing not only for me, but for many of my classmates. I have always thought fondly of those teachers, because they truly cared about their students and understood that learning can’t only happen in a classroom.
Today I received the disturbing news that Mr Conrad Beaulieu was found stabbed to death in his own home. His wonderful wife, Mrs. Dianne Beaulieu (referred to by all as Madame), is in critical condition, and their son has been charged. I’m horrified and saddened.
Mr. Beaulieu, you left a lasting legacy in all of the students’ lives that you touched. Rest in peace. And Madame, please get well. The world still needs you.