Education (part 2)
Education (part 2) poetry stories
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devonsummers
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The second poem in a series about my experience in the U.S. public education system.

Education (part 2)

by devonsummers

Don’t ask me to sever limbs trying to fit into the same cookie cutter that I outgrew years ago and then ask why I’ve got bandages where my hands used to be.

Stop asking what my problem is and then getting uncomfortable when I open my mouth to speak.

I’m sick of writing the same five-paragraph essay five times a year that I’ve been writing since elementary school.

I’m continuously amazed by how each year I get the same lessons and the same homework but they reserve the right to give us a zero if we plagiarize.

But I’m even more baffled by how many times I’ve gotten away with copying my friend’s homework or letting someone else copy my work.

We’re all experts at “putting it into your own words”. I’ve never gotten caught cheating or copying.

Not even when I cheated on the MSP and the MAP in middle school, both of which are standardized tests that we had to take over and over again to prove that we were “learning”.

All I’ve ever learned is how to pass. I know how to pass. But that’s not a challenge anymore so I search for challenges elsewhere.

You're not going to feed your creative passion with

standardized tests and lessons and single-topic teachers who regurgitate what they were told to say in this situation by some baby boomer who lives across the country.

All I’ve ever found in school is deeper understanding of the absolute absence of control I have in my life.

The teachers got mad at me for rarely showing up to class, and when I did my breath reeked of vodka and my clothes were overwhelmed with the stench of cigarettes but ...

... I can still pass the tests even if I’m high and I can still pass the class even if I’m drunk because I learned how to pass years ago.

So there are laws in place to back up my teachers when they’re salty that I figured out a way to work the system to my advantage and it doesn’t incorporate them.

But there isn’t a single law that requires anyone to ask me why or talk to me. Legally speaking, I’m a child and I’m not supposed to make my own decisions.

Legally speaking, attending school is a requirement. Legally speaking, passing the standards is mandatory to move on to the next grade. Legally speaking, though, learning is not. .end.

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