We know the gig
And the marking.
Whilst all this
Takes some time
The truth is that it’s easy.
Read this well
I’ve had many years of teaching;
Silent or loud
Are simply not attractive
Just because you don’t get to do
What you want, immediately
Head banging against brick walls
Only kills more brain cells
The truth is you learnt to do
To get your own way.
Well buddy I got news for you
I am capable of ignoring
Kill those cells, you’ve plenty to lose
Rumour has it we only use 10% anyway.
Keep hitting your hand
Perhaps one day you’ll break it
And then you get what you want
To not come into the classroom
Those classmates of yours
Can have a break
From your self-serving company.
After a lesson of all this crap
And it is time to sit and sigh
Your teacher realises you have improved;
It is sad that on reflection
This time at least you came into class
The last you made it nowhere.
It is the small gains we need to remember
They are often hidden in the bad.
Watch close and reflect
You find them hiding
Each lesson minutely better than the last