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March 13, 2019
By rfrom9137 BRONZE, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
rfrom9137 BRONZE, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
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What teacher demands

a 6th grade student not read?

What teacher forces

A 6th grade student to play a game

Of four corners with the other kids?

What teacher brings a 6th grade student out into the hallway and criticizes

Him after he stomps his foot in protest

In his corner

With his long, tedious book?


What 6th grade student writes about that event

For an essay in English class with another teacher?

What 6th grade student doesn’t ask for a

Different

Essay after getting stuck on the prompt?


What 6th grade student is led into a classroom

By those two teachers and another?

What three teachers sit a 6th grade student

Down in a desk below them?

What three teachers speak with average volume but

Scold with waves of superiority?

What 6th grade student stares up at three faces

As silent tears flow down his face?

What English teacher tells a 6th grade student to

Go clean himself off in the bathroom?


What student in the hallway asks if Ryder is okay?


What twelfth grade student wishes he stood up to

Equal level with three teachers?

What twelfth grade student prepares comebacks after

Six years of feeling inferior

To higher beings of senior intelligence?

What twelfth grade student fought back

Against a teacher in the eleventh grade and

Still lost?


What daydreamer has grown into an action taker?

What daydreamer can’t wait to fight harder in the future?


The author's comments:

This poem is about a time in the sixth grade when I feel like I was wrongfully punished and scolded for something I did. To summarize, I wanted to read in the study hall type class but my teacher didn't let me, I was, admittedly, wrongfully stubborn about it, wrote an essay about it, then was scolded for that by the study hall teacher, my English teacher, and my math teacher. After the event happened, I started to notice the irony in a teacher telling a student not to read and began to feel more indignant. This poem expresses my frustration and regrets about this event and what I've learned from it for the future. 


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