Originally Posted by jazzfromhell

My English teacher from last year (who is the subject of many great stories, himself) told us that one time a very old teacher at our school had his students start working on something. He sat down in his chair, and sometime between then and the end of the period, peacefully and silently died. The students in that period didn't notice, and when the bell rang left for the next period. The next class of students came in, and went about their business for something like twenty minutes before one of them decided something must be wrong and went to the office to report that the teacher was apparently dead.