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.'” And Little Johnny, at the back of the room, yelled out, “And there’s
the teacher; …she’s dead.”