Sunday, February 3, 2013

Reflection #1: "Difference"

Ellen Bass' poem "Relax" speaks humorously of some horrors life can throw our way. "Bad things are going to happen" is the first line; not what you might expect after reading the title. In this same way teaching will throw each and every one of us for a loop now and then. Even the best teachers have horrible days. In response to Bass' poem I followed her form to create my own piece entitled "Difference".


Difference

Everything that can happen will.
Your umbrella will have a hole during a downpour
and your school laptop will  make a sickening “whrr”.
A student will sneak in their hot fries and forget where he hid them
until the cockroaches enjoy their snack. Then
bed bugs join the train from student A to your classroom.
Your alarm clock will decide to die
that Wednesday morning you have a 7:10 meeting, the one where
the principal just had to join. Or your students
will remember they’re dramatists
and reenact soap operas all period long. And your other computer-
the one with Windows 8 you never really understood- will contract a virus
that requires you to prove you weren't downloading illegally to
every person that gives you “the look”.
Your pants will rip.
No matter how much grading you get done during plan,
how much copying, you’ll lose your classroom key,
students' assignments and your ability to spell. If your grade book
doesn’t receive every food stain
possible during speed triathlons of eating,
you’ll come home to find there is no food in
your refrigerator, you aren’t paid for another week,
and all the dollar menus require more gas to reach than is in your car—and the oil light dings.
There’s a saying about a silver lining for every cloud.
Where even in the heaviest of rains, something positive
awaits you as well. But that doesn’t help a drowning worm.
In the gutter—Niagara falls to bugs and insects—the water rushes
and the worm floats helpless. It is at this point
the worm might look up if it had eyes.
It could look up at the silver lining.
Then it could see the positive of the child rescuing its brethren in neon galoshes just before the sewer.
So here’s the lining, the upside, the positive
light in the dark. Your students make you rethink your job, you’ll get frustrated,
find out all the chocolate in the vending machine is gone
and your coffee pot broke. You’ll feel helpless.
But wriggle into the safety of the child’s hands as
They pull you from the gutter; how one act makes a difference
and the difference is with you.

2 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness, I am so afraid of over sleeping on PLC mornings!! It's funny how no matter how many of these poems I read, I can always relate! My school has yet to furnish me with the necessary passwords to even log on. If my gas cap isn't screwed on exactly right, my check engine light comes on and freaks me out...not to mention that I'm overdue for an oil change and tire rotation. But who has time for that, right?? And this week I've definitely been having some doubts after having to write up one of my students for using inappropriate language...which was directed towards me. But I completely agree with your ending point of how the cloud always has a silver lining, whether it be for the good or the bad. Thank you :)

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  2. Kristal, I love this image and advice: "wriggle into the safety of the child's hands." Breathtaking. You should submit this to Kansas English for publication. Let me know if you need help.

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