There was something.
There was something in that bombastic laugh
that set a tingle up my spine,
something not quite right that climbed out from behind your eyes,
incised the benefit of the doubt.
There was something that kept me holding back
long before your strange attack.
Perhaps my intuition,
just knew it wasn’t safe to trust?
your use of literary devices gave this great flow and you capture the essence of distrust quite well…great piece
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
you are welcome
Mrs. Bird, you are probably one of the most trusting person in this human world!
You can be polite, but you don’t have to trust them.
Polite, is that like being honest telling them the truth right from the start…
It’s letting them do their thing, being courteous and professional, doing what they need, but not beyond, and not putting any emotional investment into the relationship.
So Mrs. Bird, i’ve lost my train of thought..
Wait at the station, another will come by in a few minutes.
Mrs. Bird, we’ve bantered back an forth,
for some years now, i’ve always cherished all your thoughts…
I appreciate your interest and support in my blog, Chris, and sharing your perspective and challenging questions. 🙂
So you must have shaped some minds, do you think that you may have made some mistakes?
If I was intentionally working to meet a kid’s needs, inspire them, or encourage them, then I’m pretty sure they did grew positively as a result. However, I’m sure that there were also kids whose needs I missed or who were not interested in being inspired by my skills, or unable to connect with my subject matter. I can’t do anything about that, though.
Wouldn’t that be giving up!
I only have so long, and not all kinds connect with all adults, as you well know. So long as they have someone, it doesn’t have to be me.
Are you kidding? lol I have taught high school for over 20 years. I have a very clear understanding of the world; however, I believe in encouragement to improve. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. Lots of people just need someone to believe in them, and they can wiggle through of whatever is holding them back. Others are their own enemies, and so completely believe in their powerlessness, that they build their own cages. It’s sad, but you have to accept people’s choices to fail, either an assignment, a course, or life itself.
Would you call yourself a failure, i believe that i’m right where i am suppose to be….
Any other and it would be a failure…
A good state of mind to be in, though sometimes I wish some of my students could see their own potential. Sometimes they are stuck thinking that what their family is/was is all that they can be. It thrills us to watch kids reach for their dreams.
ifinn a child reaches for their dream, we would find a world gaining ground..
Since i believe humanity, is so far behind, i often wonder if we would catch up..
I hear the makings of a poem…
Then you shall create…
ALways trust your gut!
I have a good one. Friends’ boyfriends I didn’t like, always let them down. (Often, the boyfriends I did like, were let down by my friends!) lol Guts are good. Chicken entrails not withstanding.
Brilliant ! I had to read it again to find the rhyme.
😉 Yes. I like to hide it. Saying them aloud helps.
There have been those I feel that I failed, and chances are they have continued to fail themselves. Still, here I am, teaching a new group.
We’re always teaching, whether overtly or covertly.