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Open your eyes and see me
My needs and weaknesses
And strive to help me thrive
And overcome the obstacles I’m sure to face
Within this building
and life itself
try not to look at me and only see an amount of effort that you don’t want to give
Or just another problem child to step around
Teach me
Give me the tools to excel in all that I do
Get me interested
it wouldn’t kill you to get a little excited about your class
and maybe then
I’d get excited too
Don’t just read me the steps or process
Show me
Paint a map in my mind
One that guides me to the answers and explains how I got there
Give me something to do with my hands
Something that will engage me and let me
Actively participate
Something that will help me to connect the dots
Something that will make me reach deeper into my understanding of things
And motivate me to completely rewire it all
Something that makes me see old things through new eyes
Eyes that now understand all that was ever misunderstood
Don’t make me sit in a generic desk that digs into my back
and compresses my spine
bored out of my mind
And left to stare at the walls
the walls that are so blank and empty
that they nearly mimic my brain each and every time I step into your classroom
blank
empty
void of interest
and full of disdain for the space allotted to you and your subject
(which I will probably never understand)
paint them
please
something warm, something soft
not something that reminds me time after time
where I am, what I’m being forced to do, and how early I had to wake up to get here
make this all worth it; make me think to myself that my education really is important
and that I will get something out of all of this
try to make me feel accepted
like a piece to the puzzle that is your class
don’t just pick your favorites on the first day
and spoon feed them the answers
while I struggle to merely grasp the idea of the lesson
because you are too busy gossiping with them
to see the hand I’ve had raised in the air so long
that it has begun to go numb
don’t overlook the kid in the corner
getting his name rhymed with obscene things
and being told he’s worth less than nothing
stand for him
be a leader to us
someone who treats everyone equally and brings us together
not someone who separates us by our looks and smarts
but someone who can look into each set of eyes present
and instill in them a feeling of self-worth
and confidence
feed my brain, give it something to chew on
something I can figure out
don’t mutilate it and then push it to the side
leaving it confused and lost on all levels of consciousness
guide me, prepare me
and when I do something good, or note worthy
please acknowledge it
tell me I did good
heck, maybe even try to pry a smile out of me
it would be nice
to just smile
a real smile
at least once
while I’m here
we could maybe even share one of those teacher-student movie moments
and then maybe
just maybe
I could appreciate you
Trust you
Form some sort of hope that we could be friends
Or at least act civil toward one another
But it takes time to form a relationship with your students
And patience
So maybe you should give a little and try to have some
And attempt to make up for lost time
Anything would be better than your fluctuating mood and lack of respect
RESPECT
Don’t demand it from me if you aren’t going to even TRY to have some for me
That’s how it works
I respect you, you respect me
Not I respect you and you flounce all over everything I believe in
and neglect the very reason I’m here in the first place
You are a teacher
You teach
So act like it and teach me
Teach me something
Something that matters
Matters to me
maybe then, you will awake my mind,
and a deep hunger for knowledge that’s been locked away for far too long
and maybe then we will begin to form some sort of bond
and maybe then I’ll learn something from you
but only then