May 2014
How was your day?
it was a day....except
this kid in the last row of class
shrouded in his own personal forest fire
actually took the time to cool into his seat
he settled down like a tree stump
as he listened to the murmuring of roots
y = ax^2 + bx +c
how could he not be captivated
in this wasteland for numbers and adolescent brains
how could he not be cultivated
this is my job
for the first time
he raises his hand with answers unpronounced
stumbling through parentheses
as if they were brackets holding him together
it is harder than it looks
he approaches the board
-paper in hand
and turns to face his audience
****! * it's a lot of people in here
I later ask him, when was the last time you went to the board
he says * never
it was a day....except
this kid in the last row of class
shrouded in his own personal forest fire
actually took the time to cool into his seat
he settled down like a tree stump
as he listened to the murmuring of roots
y = ax^2 + bx +c
how could he not be captivated
in this wasteland for numbers and adolescent brains
how could he not be cultivated
this is my job
for the first time
he raises his hand with answers unpronounced
stumbling through parentheses
as if they were brackets holding him together
it is harder than it looks
he approaches the board
-paper in hand
and turns to face his audience
****! * it's a lot of people in here
I later ask him, when was the last time you went to the board
he says * never
It's the little victories that count
