Memo sent home with Eldest from preschool:
"We have some very sad news for you. Mrs. X, our Preschool teacher, passed away yesterday afternoon. As of now, funeral arrangements are incomplete. Please check your local newspaper for funeral arrangements. Thank you for your understanding."
Mrs. X was Eldest's teacher last year. His very first teacher. We had a wonderful experience with her as First-Time Parents of a New Preschooler. She delighted in the fact that Eldest was so knowledgeable about the Red Sox and always took a moment to ask him about a game or a player. She was one of those special individuals who just "got" him and how he is. So we certainly were hoping that Middle would be able to follow in his big brother's footsteps and have her as his very first teacher this September...
From what I can gather, Mrs. X was a highly revered teacher in the system, but had a very private and separate home life. So lips are tightly sealed as to the cause of her death--out of respect for her privacy and for the outstanding teacher that she was. I wasn't sure if the students would be made aware (they are only 3-5 years old), but Eldest didn't mention anything.
We're not sure if/when/how to tell Eldest. This Friday is the last day of school and although Mrs. X isn't his teacher this year, you can be sure that Rainman knows all the makes/models of the cars in the preschool parking lot and who (including both parents and teachers) drives which car. So he may notice the absence of Mrs. X's vehicle. I guess we'll cross that bridge if we come to it. I'm still in shock.