teachers i had
in my brief youth.
they must all be dead
now,
or close to it.
mrs. moak the french instructor
with her stacked red hair
and extravagant scarves.
mr. reber. the robotic
physics teacher who dabbled
in LSD
and attended woodstock.
Secrist the pyschology teacher
who married one of
his students.
Mrs. white the english teacher
who didn't know
my name when i asked
her to sign my year
book the last day of school.
1 comment:
Hey, now. That happens. Don't be so sensitive. At least nowadays you can take a quick glance at the kid's ID on a lanyard around his neck.
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