I still close my eyes and remember
how your pridefulness tasted bitter
you cared more about yourself and proving you deserved our attention
meanwhile having favorites and letting the room know
you wasted time
we watched movies about critical thinking
but we never thought or spoke critically during our sessions
a writing class but real literature wasn’t shared
other than your own allegory
of an allegory
of the Bible
how is that fiction? how is that your own idea?
you didn’t inspire us
you just stifled our imaginations
and I still get sad about it because we could have learned so much
Daily Prompt: We Can Be Taught
What makes a teacher great?
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