When I was in eighth grade, I went through a bit of a rebellious phase. The teacher hated me because, being the rebel I was, I was always answering back and being a smart ass. One day a substitute came in instead of the regular teacher. Turns out she was gonna be away for a few days. She came in a took her things and to say goodbye. I noticed that my classmates were really sad and were giving her lots of hugs. I didn't get what the fuss was about, so as she was going out I said "bye! Don't fall down a hole". She stared at me, put her down and walked out. When I turned everyone looked at me and their jaws dropped. I asked what was going on and Tolop said "Oh my fucking God. What is wrong with you?!" It turns out she had just lost her father and was going to his funeral. The last words she heard from her students were "Don't fall in a hole"