My American high school did this in preparation for prom night. Two teachers would play the role of the parents, and they would tow a couple of totalled cars onto the football field. The entire school would be paraded out into the stadium to watch the police come and tell the parents their child was killed after driving under the influence.
The DJ at my senior prom played a song where the chorus said something along the lines of “Put your hands up if you’re an alcoholic”. Of course everyone (17 & 18 years old) threw their hands up and danced to that one.
Ours had some theater kid pretend to be dead for a week and did a fake memorial on the football field. They played it like he was actually killed while driving drunk.
I also remember not really caring cuz I didn’t know him, and wondered why the whole school had to pretend to care. I kinda wonder if it was puberty that made me not care or if I just ain’t got that empathy in me.
There were a few deaths throughout my time in public school. I didn’t think too much about the people I didn’t know. Only 1 person that I was friends with, so I did attend his memorial at which i cried. I think its normal to not spend too much time thinking about the deaths of people you don’t know.
My American high school did this in preparation for prom night. Two teachers would play the role of the parents, and they would tow a couple of totalled cars onto the football field. The entire school would be paraded out into the stadium to watch the police come and tell the parents their child was killed after driving under the influence.
The DJ at my senior prom played a song where the chorus said something along the lines of “Put your hands up if you’re an alcoholic”. Of course everyone (17 & 18 years old) threw their hands up and danced to that one.
Ours had some theater kid pretend to be dead for a week and did a fake memorial on the football field. They played it like he was actually killed while driving drunk.
I also remember not really caring cuz I didn’t know him, and wondered why the whole school had to pretend to care. I kinda wonder if it was puberty that made me not care or if I just ain’t got that empathy in me.
That’s very extreme lol.
There were a few deaths throughout my time in public school. I didn’t think too much about the people I didn’t know. Only 1 person that I was friends with, so I did attend his memorial at which i cried. I think its normal to not spend too much time thinking about the deaths of people you don’t know.
People die every day. I still feel bad for them and their families’ pain, but if you truly mourned each one, it’s all you’d be able to do.