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Taking Attendance
I’m a trainee teacher in an “underprivileged” area, and every Friday, I go to sit in a refurbished conference room just off of the campus of the school, walled in by hedges and new plaster, with fascia windows that point skyward so we can let in the sunlight but not see the suburbs surrounding the building. The children we teach all live within two miles; so do the majority of the city’s drug dealers, bookmakers offices and launderettes.
But our view is Bright Blue, not Broken Britain.
Every Friday we sit in this room, and we talk about ‘things affecting kids nowadays’. It’s usually from an angle of
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five people who mean a lot
a: thanks for teaching me how to laughsometimes it is nice to get lost in rolling laughter and hysterical giggles. around you i'm unconscious of worldly things as our jubilance brings me to greater heights and it becomes easier, and also desirable, to live in our moments.
c: your passion can ignite my sometimes dry-stick souland you know better than most that i'm not the kind that sits around the bonfire, but with you i'm reminded that there's more to life than the to-do list and i can relegate it to kindling as we roast marshmallows on its remains.
a: you've always had my back, my darling, and it can't be easy. i'm fairly heavy
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Letter to Death
Dear Death,
Why did you take Coach Eric away? It was so sudden. One day in spring we’re taking the state test and the guys’ volleyball team goes to some “emergency meeting” during lunch, and when we get back to the classroom my science teacher tells me Coach Eric passed away. I didn’t understand, just kind of got a chill, because he was probably in his late thirties or early forties, had two young daughters, and was fit as hell, like he could jumpserve and block and spike like no other middle-aged man I’ve met, and no one could have expected a heart attack in a million years. And yet… he was gone.
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Another piece of your rare but always gently rendered emotive side. White knight armoured in cynicism, n'est-ce pas?