I feel least like a teacher when I
turn in the grades and distill the
interactions with my students to
one single letter plus or minus
after weeks of asking them to
make their offerings take their chances
all too quickly all that matters is
one letter to somehow sum it up
to go on their permanent record
not the day we all laughed together
or we closed the books and sang out loud
conjunction junction what’s your function
I felt like a teacher on those days
this week I’m an accountant
Peace,
Milton
Well-said!
Ugh … I know … I know …
Passing tests or expanding minds. Conformance vs. new life. Ah, the joys of education.
Grades will pass. Parents will forgive and forget.
But new life. New life is the thing.