December 13, 2012

• A Teacher’s Lament

  “Oh Students, Students, ye that crumplest the syllabus and deletest those emails sent unto you, how often hath I longed to gather your assignments together, even as a hen gathereth her chicks under her wings–and ye would not have it?

  “Behold, your grades are left unto you desolate.

  “For I say unto you, ye shall not see me henceforth, till ye shall say, ‘Here is the tuition payment so I can register for another semester of English 101.’”

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