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A captured thought thrashes inside my chest, As the droning teacher drills out his behest. His lecture lulls us with impervious haze, As the wandering pupils observe in a daze. My captive prisoner rages to reach outside, But I fail to arise, I'm shut up, tongue-tied. The captain now slowly sails the ship away Completely unaware of the treasure left astray.
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Dec 11, 2021
Dec 11, 2021 at 6:15 PM UTC
Poor Pedagogy
A captured thought thrashes inside my chest, As the droning teacher drills out his behest. His lecture lulls us with impervious haze, As the wandering pupils observe in a daze. My captive prisoner rages to reach outside, But I fail to arise, I'm shut up, tongue-tied. The captain now slowly sails the ship away Completely unaware of the treasure left astray.
I can't tell you how many times this happened to me throughout high school. I'm so grateful to be in a college where group dialogue is integral.
Robert1719
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24/M/Minnesota
Dec 11, 2021
Dec 11, 2021 at 6:15 PM UTC
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