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Trevor Kruis

June 9, 1990 - December 28, 2021

What do you do when all the words that are used to eulogize someone are true, but seem too cliché - too trite - to describe someone who truly was all those things and more? Trevor was the kindest, the friendliest, the most thoughtful...he was brave like few others are brave. He was funny and witty. He was a great educator, a great all around human being…someone who inspired those around him, who pulled teams up when they were down, who was always looking to learn new things. We all love Trevor and will miss him forever.

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  • 2022-01-17 17:52:25 View / Comment (0)

    Elena Mai Roveglia

    I had the absolute honour of working with Trevor at Nazarbayev Intellectual School in Taraz, Kazakhstan during the 2017-18 academic year. We hit it off immediately and I am not surprised. I started late in the term so had essentially missed the teacher induction. Trevor jumped in to fill me in on the essential things I needed to know. We realised that we had a lot of things in common, namely that his lovely mum hailed from the UK too (near Bath) where I had been teaching for years before landing in Taraz. He spoke about his family with such great love and it was so nice to hear this as I too, come from a close-knit family. When not teaching, we used to meet up for chats in the library or in the ‘greenhouse’ area and I would often be in stitches as we shared funny anecdotes, which only us would probably find funny! If I had a doubt or fear, Trevor would always share pearls of wisdom. He was mature beyond his age. We used to laugh about his penchant for coffee – he used to spend hours in his favourite café haunt (a place called Abayas). He knew the people there well and I think that he used to say that they would bring him his coffee without him even asking for it! He was there nearly every day after school and at weekends. It was a western-type café and homely with nice décor. I can visualise Trevor there now with his laptop. Sometimes he would see students there and they would always have a chat. Trevor was amazing with the students. He went to all the school events involving the students and got invited on all school trips. They LOVED him. They absolutely adored him. I can never remember Trevor being angry, annoyed or in a bad mood. He was always smiling. Trevor started going to the gym around December time and got to know his trainer really well. So when not in school, he could easily be found in one of two locations – Abayas or the gym. Taraz is a very small city so there was not much to do for a young teacher of his age but he found pleasure in these two things! Trevor made the most of every moment of his time in Taraz. Without Trevor, I wouldn’t have had half the fun that I did. He made the year for me. I will always remember him as the bubbly, kind, thoughtful, funny andreliable person that he was. Although we kept in regular touch after Taraz and shared funny anecdotes, I so regret not being able to see him in person. The last time I saw Trevor in person was in Kazcom Bank in Taraz, where we were rushing to exchange money before dashing to the airport and waving Kazakhstan goodbye. He gave me a large Trevor bear hug. I miss you Trevor!

  • 2022-01-08 01:47:06 View / Comment (0)
    K Smith

    K Smith

    K Smith

    My wife Cass and I were fortunate to meet Trevor during our second year teaching in Indonesia. Trevor was beginning his international teaching adventure and as luck would have it, he was assigned to our school campus… I’ve written and rewritten this “memory” a few times now. It’s a struggle to properly capture snapshots of intertwined lives and accurately convey the emotions and memories and meaning. Perhaps instead of individual memories and a series of individual moments it’ll be easier just to talk about Trevor and what he meant to me. He wasn’t just a friend, he was more of a brother. Usually, a bond like that takes years to develop but under the circumstances of being thousands of kilometres away from home and with very few English speaking colleagues, and when you work together during the day and hangout every night, time feels like it runs differently. It’s hard for me to believe it was only a year of working with Trevor because it felt like a much longer time, in the best of ways. He was always quick with a smile and a kind word. He was an amazing teacher to watch and work with and I dare say, there has never been a school event MC team quite as good as we were. His ability to connect with and inspire students was incredible and goes a long way to explain his nickname “Mama T” for his concern about them both inside and outside of school as well as the lasting relationships he had with “his kids”. Outside of work, his personality, and sense of adventure also shone brightly. We had numerous nights on the town - some a little foggier and hazier in memory than others. Whether it was the middle of a soccer riot or taking down a meat tower burger with a few pints of Bintang, Trevor was always willing to enjoy life. I’m proud to be able to say he was at my wedding in Canada and was able to share in such a special event in my life. He introduced me to a few things that will always make me think of him… The board game BANG, his favourite book Shantaram, and literally anytime anyone mentions the idea of taking a nap. I think he’d be happy to know that BANG is currently the #1 requested game at our school board game club nights and about 7 people have taken up my offer to lend them my copy of Shantaram over the years… As for naps, I continue to love them too - despite (as Trevor used to say) being such a jerk to them when I was a kid. I think that people who knew Trevor know that despite the tragedy of his loss, he has left behind so much. A legacy of finding and connecting people across the world. A legacy of inspiration and encouragement, A legacy of love… A legacy to be proud of. Terimah kasih for all the memories my friend.

  • 2022-01-07 22:17:42 View / Comment (0)
    Emily Schafer

    Emily Schafer

    Emily Schafer

    I was lucky enough to be placed into the same Spanish class as Trevor in 2019-2020. Spanish didn't always come easily for Trevor, but it was something that he worked tirelessly at. Where other people might get discouraged, he came to class with an unrelenting positive attitude, well-timed jokes, and of course tons of coffee. When we were doing a unit on urban legends, Trevor wrote a hilarious tale of the mythical "el gringoro" who haunted Parque Lleras in his shorts and flip flops, paying more attention to his phone than his surroundings, with a pretentious blend of coffee in hand. In case it wasn't clear where he got his inspiration, he attached this photo to his story. The Middle School workroom hasn't felt the same this year without his smiles and jokes, and his unassuming yet firm advocacy during team leader meetings has been sorely missed.

  • 2021-12-31 17:55:57 View / Comment (0)
    Amalia Gómez

    Amalia Gómez

    Amalia Gómez

    I had the pleasure of having Trevor as my teacher the first year he came to Colombia. To be honest my classroom was a chaos but he always tried to put a good attitude towards it, due to his love for teaching. He was one of the nicest and best teachers I’ve ever had. I will always remember his positive attitude in every situation.

  • 2021-12-31 03:15:08 View / Comment (0)
    Charles Stoll

    Charles Stoll

    Charles Stoll

    During my first year in Medellin Trevor urged me to join the TCS basketball team. He was always pumping me up and making me feel good about my role, asking me if I would be at the next game. Trevor always gave 100 percent effort and would bail our team out of losing deficits nearly every game. He could jump out of the gym and was always our strongest player. One weekend just before the pandemic my parents were visiting from California and came to one of our games. After the game Trevor walked right over to my Mom, introduced himself, and really made a connection with her, asking her questions about her trip and saying nice things to her. He really made a lasting impression on me that day. When I would visit his classes he was always doing something fun with the kids (trivia games on the overhead or rocket launcher construction) and you knew that the guy just loved his job. Such a hard worker and a natural teacher.

  • 2021-12-31 01:01:06 View / Comment (0)

    Juan David Lopez

    When Trevor applied to work at TCS he sent us a letter of intent. When I read that letter again, I feel that it's the best summary of who he was as a professional. His love for Colombia and Medellin was there even before he arrived. He wrote the following from Kazahstan: "I am a lifelong learner with a passion for immersing in new cultures. Few countries can claim the level of cultural diversity and national pride that Colombia offers. I am eager to learn more about this opportunity to grow together with TCS in one of the greatest cities in the world, Medellin." I had the privilege of interviewing Trevor and it only took me only a few minutes to know that I wanted to work with him. He was truly a gift for all of us at TCS! Thank you!

  • 2021-12-31 00:41:36 View / Comment (0)
    Brett Roeper

    Brett Roeper

    Brett Roeper

    Thanks for teaching me how to play cribbage and always helping me add my points. Even as I got better at adding you never cheated me out of the ones I missed, "What about the point for the Jack." etc etc. Simple things give me joy in life and sitting at Pergamino or in Manila playing chess with you will always be some of my finest memories. Everyone you came in contact with is better off. Rest easy.

  • 2021-12-31 00:32:23 View / Comment (0)

    Juan Lorenzo Gutierrez

    Trevor was the nicest, most joyful teacher I've ever met. He was the kind of person you want to become some day, the kind of person that you look up to, even if they aren't superheroes. For Pi day, back in 2018, I was allowed the privilege to throw a pie at Trevor. No doubt one of the most wonderful moments I've experienced in TCS. We love you Trevor, you will be missed.

  • 2021-12-30 23:50:43 View / Comment (0)

    Juan David Lopez

    The most remarkable thing about Trevor is that when I think about every single one of my interactions with him, his kindness, sense of humor and compassion will always stay in my heart and my memory. I feel blessed because I had the incredible opportunity to meet Trevor and I always remember him because I feel he made me a better person. I don't know one single person who feels something different about him. Trevor was truly a gift for our lives. Thank you, Trevor! I will miss you!

  • 2021-12-30 23:18:27 View / Comment (0)

    Annia & Jordi Duran Tur

    A kind, happy face whenever we ran into him !! An educator at heart and a super runner you always bumped into at ciclovia!! Trevor will be truly missed!

  • 2021-12-30 22:38:21 View / Comment (0)
    Trisha Nikrandt

    Trisha Nikrandt

    Trisha Nikrandt

    Every single memory I have of Trevor is filled with smiles, laughs and happiness. I can remember interviewing him and thinking this guy is not only passionate about education he is also like a big teddy bear! I knew he’d ignite our students with science, be a continuous learner and make us all laugh. He did just that. Trevor had a unique balance of “seriousness” when necessary and humor expertly placed (mostly at Will’s expense in staff meetings). I am a better colleague and person for having known him and I will carry him in my heart. Trisha

  • 2021-12-30 21:48:52 View / Comment (0)
    Diana Mitchell

    Diana Mitchell

    Diana Mitchell

    Everything I remember about Trevor is joyful and kind - his presence, his energy, every conversation with him. He was so excited when he first moved to Medellin; excited about meeting his students, being a teacher, and getting to know the city. Trevor was excited about everything, all the time, it was contagious and it made those who surrounded him better for it. He didn't judge, he was open, he loved people and he loved life. What a wonderful example of a human being, I am thankful to have known him and that he left his mark in our community -Diana

  • 2021-12-30 21:26:10 View / Comment (0)

    William Pulgarin

    The second story is that of a student who got hit in a head with a rocket they built in his class (disclaimer: the student was not injured at all since the rocket was made of styrofoam and the student also wanted to see the video). Trevor came to my office - with a scheduled appointment - and asked me if I could help him get some footage from the security cameras. I asked him if everything was okay, and he simply said “I want to get this video of a student getting hit in the head because I think I want to enter it into a video contest and win some money. It is worth gold." So I went to the security office and asked the security guard to check to see if the camera in the back had captured the student getting hit in the head with a rocket and, after a strange look from the guard, he set out to find the footage. After about 1 hour of trying we realized that the camera did not capture the magic moment; we came up empathy handed. I went to talk to Trevor, with the upmost formality reserved only for those moments when a principal talks to a teacher about the most important work going on in schools, and told Trevor that we were, unfortunately, unable to locate the footage. For the first time during the three years I had worked with him, he looked at me with, what I can describe, legitimate disappointed in my leadership abilities. Trevor was funny in a way we all want to be funny and he was joyful in a way we all would want to be joyful. I will miss his humor dearly.

  • 2021-12-30 20:25:34 View / Comment (0)

    William Pulgarin

    Song sung by Carlos Julian, TCS music teacher.

  • 2021-12-30 19:32:04 View / Comment (0)
    James Bandura

    James Bandura

    James Bandura

    One of my favorite memories of Trevor is “trying” to talk trash to him. I purposefully use the word “trying” because he would always smile, laugh it off, same something witty and then quietly and convincingly kick my ass in whatever we were playing. Trevor was fun, loving, competitive but always gracious about it. He was full of jokes but always let his hard work (that he made look easy) do the real talking for him. I miss you Canadian Rock.

  • 2021-12-30 19:42:20 View / Comment (0)

    William Pulgarin

    The first story is about a 6 hour hike with 50 kids in el Parque Tyrona, during an extremely hot and humid day. Trevor was in my group of chaperones, and around 2 hours into the hike we realized that no one - including us - was prepared for what we were being asked to do. One of the students started to offer to carry other students’ bags, to lessen the burden of the hike, for 20,000 pesos (it was a good deal in retrospect). In about five minutes he had about five bags - more business than he could possible afford. During a stop, I spoke to Trevor and told him that I didn’t think the kids were going to make it to the end - and by the kids, I meant me. He simply said that any kid who needed help, he would carry their bag for them, and around half way through the trip, in the midst of the most arduous point of the hike, I saw Trevor carrying about 8-10 bags. He was even carrying the bag of the kid that was charging 20,000 pesos, except Trevor was doing it free of charge. No cliches - this is the capital “T” truth - Trevor was kind in a way we all want to be kind and he showed others love the way we would want to show others love. I will miss you dearly Trev.

  • William Pulgarin 2021-12-30 19:42:20 wrote:

    The first story is about a 6 hour hike with 50 kids in el Parque Tyrona, during an extremely hot and humid day. Trevor was in my group of chaperones, and around 2 hours into the hike we realized that no one - including us - was prepared for what we were being asked to do. One of the students started to offer to carry other students’ bags, to lessen the burden of the hike, for 20,000 pesos (it was a good deal in retrospect). In about five minutes he had about five bags - more business than he could possible afford. During a stop, I spoke to Trevor and told him that I didn’t think the kids were going to make it to the end - and by the kids, I meant me. He simply said that any kid who needed help, he would carry their bag for them, and around half way through the trip, in the midst of the most arduous point of the hike, I saw Trevor carrying about 8-10 bags. He was even carrying the bag of the kid that was charging 20,000 pesos, except Trevor was doing it free of charge. No cliches - this is the capital “T” truth - Trevor was kind in a way we all want to be kind and he showed others love the way we would want to show others love. I will miss you dearly Trev.

    William Pulgarin 2021-12-30 19:42:20 wrote: The first story is about a 6 hour hike with 50 kids in el Parque Tyrona, during an extremely hot and humid day. Trevor was in my group of chaperones, and around 2 hours into the hike we realized that no one - including us - was prepared for what we were being asked to do. One of the students started to offer to carry other students’ bags, to lessen the burden of the hike, for 20,000 pesos (it was a good deal in retrospect). In about five minutes he had about five bags - more business than he could possible afford. During a stop, I spoke to Trevor and told him that I didn’t think the kids were going to make it to the end - and by the kids, I meant me. He simply said that any kid who needed help, he would carry their bag for them, and around half way through the trip, in the midst of the most arduous point of the hike, I saw Trevor carrying about 8-10 bags. He was even carrying the bag of the kid that was charging 20,000 pesos, except Trevor was doing it free of charge. No cliches - this is the capital “T” truth - Trevor was kind in a way we all want to be kind and he showed others love the way we would want to show others love. I will miss you dearly Trev.

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