i am missing this right now, missing writing, missing pouring out words without caring without thinking just bleeding. i am missing everything about language and the beauty of it. and i’m supposed to be teaching english. but our words are always homogenized and ostracized for being just too fancy when you’re teaching from a textbook that loves american culture so much it forgets about the others. so i am teaching a text that i swear could be taught to third-graders, and these 13 year-olds are looking so bored, and i want to tell them — it’s ok! it gets better! but i can’t tell them that because i don’t know it’s true; whether anyone will ever give them a chance to catch up and to dive in to what they can really do. zoom zoom, kids. which way is out?

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