February 24th, 2014

By the time I got to school I felt very shaky and my bronchial tubes felt solidified, as if lined by cement. I haven't seen you in two weeks I said squarely to them tell me what's happened in yours lives. Are any of you married? Bankrupt? Jasmin admitted to menopause and we all laughed. When Javi came in I showed him the note that explained how he had insisted on throwing paper balls all over room. He smiled and said, well, I was playing basketball and the sub took the trash away and said "throw it on the floor", so I did. Then the sub said "You are ignorant" and I said "well, duh. you dont think i know that?" and he is so sincere that I choke on the cement in my bronchial tubes. What are some "good things" you'd like to share? You are back Leanna says shyly, and I think, was it me, was it really me who yesterday said that I hated education and teaching and would be happy never to see my students again? A thousand Javi's couldn't rival the ignorance of my complaint. Life begins again between hubris and humility and here, in this world, I can only keep one. Teaching is no big deal, I want to yell into the national debate, it's only a thousand dawns a day. it's only the re-creation of everything within the blink of every students' eye as second by second our lungs work and our minds spark and we share what it is to be maimed and still living.