The children had all been photographed,
and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
"Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say,
'There's Jennifer; she's a lawyer,' or
'That's Michael. He's a doctor.'"
A small voice at the back of the room rang out,
"And there's the teacher. She's dead."
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