My school dance teacher died sometime recently (been told today, I think it was over the weekend). She was and will always be one of the best memories I had of that god damn school. I took GCSE dance purely because of how fun she made it and how enthusiastic she was - it makes me sad that girls won't have her there any more. Besides a great dance teacher, she was also a fantastic mentor and I remember her sorting out disputes with ease and sensitivity. If you had a personal problem, she's the one you went to. She was diagnosed with cancer just before I left the school but it appears it was complications with of surgery on a broken hip that got her (I don't know full details, just hearsay). Very very sad.