there is a creeping senility
like a vine that wraps around our framework of meaning
and chokes it to death
in Education, teachers raise their hands in the Board Meeting
and the psychologist tries to understand his colleagues
teachers teach their students and when they leave the classroom
they can’t stop
which is probably true for all people
who identify with their jobs
the garbage man sees trash everywhere
the dentist spies his patients buying candy in the grocery store
the race car driver sits in traffic
and the accountant balances his checkbook
the prison guards watch the inmates
and the inmates watch the prison guards
who is locked up?
A very apt reflection. I do catching myself lecturing in my teacher voice.
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My mom was a teacher and she never stopped teaching. Oh, the teacher voice… 🙂
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Then you know whereof I speak. My dad was a priest, so we also had preacher voice in the family.
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