The Year Was Too Short
What a lovely way to end my day: a group of students who soaked up literature and learning like sponges. It's because of kids like this that I love being a teacher. (I've always said I have the best job in the world.) Sitting in a Socratic circle with this crew was much more like a college class than a high school one. But they could be just as goofy as they could be erudite. We spent the year sailing up the Congo with Marlow and Mr. Kurtz and romping with Chaucer and the Wife of Bath through the Canterbury Tales. We waded through poetry with playful abandon and read novels that will forever change us.
Poetry should always be a part of our lives. It reminds us of what is important in the world. As Robert Frost once said, "The right reader of a good poem can ...