Every two hours two students died in this Jackson Mississippi high school.

Every two hours two people died in this Jackson Mississippi high school. © 2015 October 28

“ ‘A teacher and student have been killed as the result of cancer and drunk driving. Ms. Smith has died of lung cancer due to years of smoking cigarettes. Senior student Troy Sanders has been killed in a drunk driving accident.’ ‘Alcohol contains the ingredient ethyl…It has the effects of being a depressant and acting like a stimulant. Research has shown that persons who have abused alcohol for years develop psychiatric problems and permanent brain damage resulting in loss of coordination…’”

Every two hours a funeral bell rang over the intercom system cueing students in selected classrooms, of this high school to roam the halls with ghost like costumes on and signs around their neck describing in detail how they died. Then the speaker would describe the effects of different types of narcotics, alcohol abuse, and tobacco products (cigarettes and dip). Also cyber bullying was addressed.
        
Many of the students could identify due to losing friends and family members to situations that were synonymous with those described.


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