The way my life has changed.
by Chris
(cape coral florida. USA)
I started raising money for the American Cancer Society because I have realized how many people have been diagnosed with cancer. I have a website that i raise money on my website: http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RFLFY10FL?px=9385080&pg=personal&fr_id=21075#
I have lost my hero from cancer last year. She was the most amazing person anyone could ever meet my 3rd grade teacher. Last year i raised over $500.00 I raised the most money on my team and I was a top supporter of the 7th highest supporter out of thousands of supporters. I believe if we can get people to raise money for the American Cancer Society i think we can make a cure for cancer. I wrote a story bellow about my teacher that died from cancer and how cancer now means so much to me:
It all started in third grade when I noticed that my life had changed.
I found out that I had to repeat third grade again. I was so sad and was crying and crying and it never stopped until my mom told me Mrs. Buser wanted me back. I was so exited I got to spend another year in her class.
The second year in her class changed who I was and Mrs. Buser proved to me that when you actually try hard in school and put school first you can be successful. When I realized what she told me was true I took her advice. Days later after working hard I saw that my grades were good for the first time ever and I was having even more fun in school. I wanted to be there everyday right by Mrs. Buser's side. I never wanted to leave there. Mrs. Buser was so loving and caring and was always there when you needed help. She stared talking to me about middle school and how it was a whole new ball park. And I have now figured that out.
In fifth grade, I was her class helper and I always looked forward to being in her class again but not to learn. To help her out. She called me her "right hand man". In sixth grade I found out that Mrs. Buser had been diagnosed with cancer and she had to go to Minnesota for chemo therapy. I freaked out. I didn't understand how something like this could happen to someone who meant so much to me. Days later I found her email and I emailed her. I memorized every single word she said back to me. I saw a bunch of pictures of her in the hospital and I cried. I couldn't ever imagine my hero with a shiny head. I wrote her the last email and she never replied. After a while, not hearing from her I was getting worried. I went on her web site and saw she was being transferred to a nearby by hospital so her loved ones could be close to her and I couldn't wait to see her.
I checked her website the next morning and saw the words, "Peggy Buser lost her battle to cancer.” I will NEVER forget those words. I called my mom and told her and we sat and cried on the phone. I never realized that she loved Mrs. Buser as much as I did. She has blessed my life in so many ways. I just couldn't go to school the next day. Then I just started thinking that I should be happy that God finally decided to take her to a better place and that she isn't in pain any more. I feel lucky right now, because I know she is smiling down at me, thinking about how wonderful she was to me and all of her students. I will always remember the wonderful things she did for me, she has touched our lives and I will hold her in my heart forever. I had the best years in school with her and now I will always have her with me in my heart, so now when I need her I will just talk to my heart and I know she will hear me!
Cancer didn't just kill Mrs. Buser it also killed me in my heart knowing that I would never see her again or ever get help from her again. But I have decided that when I need her help I just need to have her in my heart and I know she is there because before cancer took her away I was failing school. I remembered what she told me about school so I have A's and B's again!
One day when I came home from school my mom looked at me and I looked at her and she asked, “Have you been cheating in school?”
“Mom what do you mean?”
“You have A's and B's, now what’s going on?”
And I told her... Mrs. Buser is with me now all the time and she told me she would always be there for me when I need her. She promised she would always be here when I needed her and right now I need her so she is here helping me. I didn't know how I was going to survive with out her here but I guess I learned that I can because I have had all the help that I needed and my grades all of a sudden were passing ones.
Mrs. Buser was more than just an ordinary teacher to me. She was a person who cared so much for her kids, friends and students. She loved to help and teach everyone, she was the best at what she did. One thing that she taught me was to always be positive, there was nothing I couldn't accomplish with her there to guide me. Mrs. Buser and I were very very close in school and also very close friends. The two years I spent in her class will be the years I will remember most. Knowing that she was always there to help, encouraged me to always do my best. Mrs. Buser was so loving and caring and was always there when you needed help.
It is now exactly a year from her death, I cannot believe I'm still surviving with out Mrs. Buser. When she passed away I had no clue how I was going to live without her because she was my hero, and she was the best person and also the greatest teacher there will ever be. I wish Mrs. Buser could live forever just so every human being can be taught by her, so she can teach everyone what she taught me and so they can feel the same way.. I had the most fun in her class but I also learned a lot. Now thinking back from the past school years Mrs. Busers class was the best one just the way she taught us and let us have fun while we learned. There is only one perfect, loving, exciting, and extremely thoughtful teacher in this world and its Mrs. Buser . All I can think about right now are the amazing memories I had with her. I miss hearing all the wonderful stories she used to tell us...especially about her nightmare's about frogs. She hated frogs! So after she died I found a frog that lived above our front door and everyday I walked through that door the frog would be there. Soon enough it got to the point where I would walk through that door and say, “Hi Mrs. Buser, how was your day?” and I would sit there and talk to the frog because every time I see it I think of her. After school I would go outside and tell Mrs. Buser (the frog) how school was and I finally told my mom how I feel about frogs. Now every time I see a frog I say, “Hi Mrs. Buser” and I talk to it.
I think Mrs. Buser is the ghost that is in my room, and also the one that is banging on my guitars in the middle of the night. I think she is banging on it to tell me that I need to stop writing stories about her and spend some time practicing my instruments so I can bring up my band grade. When I was home alone and heard all these noises in my house I took off and ran out the door and sat outside for over an hour. But then I started thinking about the banging on my instruments. I guess Mrs. Buser is still here with me after all and trying to help me. She wasn't trying to scare me. She was the best person anyone could ask for and there will never be anyone like her and no one can ever replace her.
As you can see Mrs. Buser was loved by everyone and she always cared for everyone. She is the best person that I have ever met in my entire life and I am blessed that I got to have a chance to meet her. I don't know where I would be if it wasn't for her. I love her SO... much and so does everyone else that had an experience with her. Thank you for everything you have done for me you are the best!!!
By: Chris
Age: 14