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Teacher


            I am lost.

           

Now

Teacher, I don’t have time for your ramblings

            Teacher, I don’t need your downcast looks

            Teacher, stop talking. Listen

                                                Listen to me

                                                Listen to what I have to say

Our education system—isn’t your fault.

            --but my boredom in class is—

Teach me

Enthrall me

Amaze me

            Inspire me to learn.

I am asking for it, I want it, I desire it

            (You’re just not delivering)

 

            I request to be challenged       

                           to write more

                           to work harder

But you will not give me English classes

            How often do you have a kid who begs to have more schooling?

            Why aren’t you helping that kid excel?

GIVE ME MORE teacher

Give me what I am paying for.

            Because when I get to college

            And my eager eyes are opened to the wondrous opportunities awaiting me

            I    may    not    enjoy    it    anymore.

Then, you have failed.

Failed in the worst way possible.

           

Because now: I’m lost.

            How am I supposed to improve my life if I am not getting the guidance I need at school?

            You should be giving me more opportunities than I know what to do with!

 

Help me, Teacher.

            Do more than necessary

            Push me farther

            Don’t tell me what I want to hear

                        Tell me what I need to hear

                        What I need to hear to be the next Nobel Peace Prize winner

                        Tell me what will inspire me to win the next Pulitzer

                                    And be the next ambitious human being

I need your help

 (might I remind you, this is what you signed on for)

Assist me please

 

Stop graduating students—

                        Who are lost.

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