The Beginning of the Semester
Full Circle Peak Critique Critique!
No textbooks or course outlines, calendars and plans.
Students running like chickens, headless, with less control.
Staff hiding from teachers; teachers hunting staff...
Classroom changes (last-minute musical chairmanship without pleasant melodies).
My own flop-sweat despite experience, preparation, and sense of humour.
I would not change a damn thing about it!
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You brought me back to my days of university. The beautiful chaos of a new school year. This is so good!
This is great! glad you are doing something you love!
Lol, I agree with Mark! Better you than me! Loved your poem!
I miss school! I like this piece.
"And would you be that great teacher?" (A paraphrase from "Cheers" the episode where Carla Tortelli's polygamous husband has prepared a message to send to her in the event of his death--& the other wife subsequently asking if there is a message for her.) No need to answer. I'm pretty sure yours would be one of aspiration rather than confession. The very fact that you would not claim such a descriptor for yourself but would always aspire to become such, tells me all I need to know. (And all your students need to know about you, too.)
Really very well written. Sounds like you love what you do!!!
I love teaching and I'm sure you're that proverbial great one!
Better you than me!