Meatloaf Pharaohs Looking Audacious: Students

“The elephants are dancing on the graves of squeeling mice.” Cream, Anyone for Tennis

I wake up.
I sit in class.
I take notes.
I finish assignments.
I go home,
Do hours of homework, and
Go to sleep.

Then I wake up a do it again.

Why?

How does this stuff matter?

Obviously, it doesn’t
Because we learn the same stuff
Year after year.
After year.
After year.
Maybe that’s why I don’t care.
Maybe that’s why I don’t try.

I get it.

My choice.

It’s just school.

Bewildered Eyes Hack: Patience Allows Laughter

“Comedy is, for the most part, just an obsession with injustice.” Whitney Cummings

He came to school hungry
She never satiated on breakfast.
He acted out,
She sent him to the office.

Later they learned about nutrition
He taking advantage of the program
She realizing Pop-Tarts aren’t that great
The food allowed them to survive.

Years later,
He was working and shopping for produce
She was retired and doing the same.
His basket ran into her little cart.

They recognized each other
His maturity not masking the child
Her wrinkles not scratching out his memories
Of their year together in fifth grade.

They never realized the food bond between them
They never put it together that “hangry” is real
They only knew that giving each other a chance
Created a flood of memories right there in the safe part of the store.

Bewildered Eyes Hack: Hungry, Even Less Patience

“Comedy is, for the most part, just an obsession with injustice.” Whitney Cummings

He came to school without having breakfast
Lunch was late, more than half his school day over
Before the subsidized meal got passed his way
Records showed that he spent lots of time in the office
In the periods before he ate

Mmmm, Mmmm, not good.

She noshed all morning long
Biding time on sugary drinks and powdered confections
Until she could sit in gossip in the faculty room.
Her moods went up and down with the spikes in her blood
And he drove her crazy every morning

Hmmm, Hmmm, see a trend?

They butted heads during fasting and gluttony
Waging war with imbalance inside
That proved out of whack on the outside
Turning school into a battlefield that
Could have been avoided with nutritional diplomacy.

Back to School: Readiness

“Fortunately, it is also the nature of lessons to return to us until we understand them.” Rolf Gates & Katrina Kenison, Meditations from the Mat, (p.80).

Brainy submission
Like trees bending in high winds
Proves our readiness

Back to School: Continuing

“Fortunately, it is also the nature of lessons to return to us until we understand them.” Rolf Gates & Katrina Kenison, Meditations from the Mat, (p.80).

Ready, not ready
Learning happens all the time
Even with mistakes

Back to School: Stay Centered

“Fortunately, it is also the nature of lessons to return to us until we understand them.” Rolf Gates & Katrina Kenison, Meditations from the Mat, (p.80).

Ghosts passing through life
Streams meandering with peace
Learn from them the same

Back to School: A First Day

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“Fortunately, it is also the nature of lessons to return to us until we understand them.” Rolf Gates & Katrina Kenison, Meditations from the Mat,(p.80).

Blinking and blank stares
Wandering attention spans
Another first day

 

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