bumped into my grandson's English teacher yesterday
at the football, and in between shouting like teenagers
I moaned about the state of A's Eng. Lit. not to mention Eng. Lang. -
you know, you've heard it all before... in my day.....never regretted....
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Michael, this really struck a chord with me. It's so easy to give up, bang your head on the wall, throw in the towel but this character puts his finger right on the heart of what makes it all worthwhile. So very true too. I still remember my part in the play we made of The Highwayman :)
Well what do we expect, Mikey? School is, after all, little more than an annoying interruption to the social lives of the young...unless you make learning real to them as the protagonist of this poem occasionally manages. Wish it could be like this day-to-day. Warmly, Gina (or to you, Miss Onyemaechi) : -)
It is a wise teacher indeed, that can teach through experience, and leave plenty to reflect on. Nice read!