15th February 2012
Dear Cassi,
Every now and
then I come across an odd thought about my younger life. I don’t know why I
write about then but then perhaps I have need for something to write on in the
humdrum of my basic life. I know I need to get more going but to be honest I
have always failed to thrive in that regard.
The incident
that came to me the other day was something that took place while I was giving
a presentation in front of my third grade class. The class wouldn’t stop
talking over me and I made mention of this stopping my report.
The teacher
said “just give me a name,” and I cannot recall what would befall the person so
unfortunate to be named. Then, had the teacher not so many ears and eyes as I?
Only now do I ponder if my report was so bland that the teacher’s attention
had wondered off.
One of the more
basic points of teacher hood is that they are there to look after their
students. The teacher should have been in command of the situation and shown us
all how one looks after children. I found it frustrating at the time but mildly
so.
This event is
no major sticking point with me but just something that came up in thought. It
is one of those reminders that the world is rarely as it should be and that we
can’t always rely on those who are there to look after us.
These are important
life lessons illustrated by so small an event. Then, if there is one thing we
both know it is that we cannot always rely on those who are there to look after
us.
Stay safe, little
sister
Richard Leland
Neal
Random Street Theater a Comic
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