Yesterday's substitute plans included another *code
which, if you ask me
looked dangerously close to
Upon closer inspection I saw it had been broken out to
Students Will Understand That
In the computer lab a boy looked at me and said,
I know a lot about cars.
I know when the ABS light pops up on the dashboard it means your anti-brake system is in trouble
Do you know the Ford Windstar?
There's a whole lot of problems with all of them
"What's your name?" I asked.
I was so dazzled by Tommy I followed him to his computer, all the while jotting down furiously on a scrap of paper his version of Car Talk.
Yea, we just got our car fixed
It cost us over $700 and something's still not right
But my Dad got the Car MD
It's a scanner that you run over the engine and it lights up if there's a problem
Tommy was pudgy with shaggy hair and baggy shirt
see middle aged man minus the hair
I really wanted to hang with him but it was time for
Math Houses lots of little windows to cut out
and a whole lot of glitter
Tommy and I crossed paths again at recess. He was walking around the parking lot all by himself so I said, "I'll race you!" and we ran to the end of the lot. Someone kicked a soccer ball our way so we had a little back and forth with that.
Close to the end of the day he came into my classroom with a tray of mini swirly-topped cupcakes from the market.
I said, "Oh no thanks," like I don't eat cupcakes would rather have carrots thanks so much bullshit, but his face sagged just a little so I said,"I'll have a chocolate one, please," and he held the plastic tray out to me.
Pick whatever you want, he said.
"How old?" I said.
"My favorite year," I said "Happy Birthday, Tommy!"
Happy Birthday! my students shouted
as they watched me, mouths hanging open,
pop that mini chocolate cupcake
into my mouth
in one bite.
*read TSWBAT / Nov. 9, 2011