This post has been submitted to Marty’s Monday Moments here.
I thought that I was on a sort-of sabbatical. Or atleast a rest stop, along the way.
For over ten years, I’ve been on this journey. It’s a journey that I began before I was a Christian… In fact, it was partially through the journey that I [...]
November 15, 2007 – 10:34 am
This is the student.
This is the student
With scars on his arms.
This is the student
With scars on his arms
From the fires he lit.
This is the student
With scars on his arms
From the fires he lit
After dousing himself with gasoline.
This is the student
With scars on his arms
From the fires he lit
After dousing himself with gasoline
Because his voices told [...]
October 28, 2007 – 2:43 am
The silence
(like a cold that overcame me in the night,
like a burglar, like heart-sadness)
it crept up on me;
I realized
quite suddenly
that I was not having to talk over them.
Them:
Class 292
The Behaviorally Disorder Classroom,
South High School:
They are thugs, criminals and lunatics.
But they are my thugs, criminals, and lunatics.
It’s a little like Welcome Back Kotter
set in Hell.
And their [...]
October 28, 2007 – 12:22 am
I wonder if it sat therelike a block of ice in the desert,
being worn away, melted away, eaten away by the heat of objectivity.
I wonder if it pranced among the multiple choice questions
open response questions, standardizations, and judgement,
like a cafeinatted seven year old misplaced at a Baptist Pastor’s Convention.
I wonder if it was mutual,
the sense [...]
October 27, 2007 – 8:57 pm
On Administering The Massachusetts Comprehensive Assessment Standards to The Behaviorally Disordered Classroom, South High School.
I watch them.
These are my boys
and they are the dregs,
the bottom of the barrel,
those who would sooner be forgotten.
Truly, it can be a challenge
to find something redeeming…
To call them rough around the edges
would be to ignore the fact
that they are rough [...]
