! ! English Teacher

M Michael Shepherd
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bumped into my grandson's English teacher yesterday at the football, and in between shouting like teenagers I moaned about the state of A's Eng. Lit. not to mention Eng. Lang. - you know, you've heard it all before... in my day.....never regretted.... he agreed, but said go easy on the lad he's only thirteen they all want to be fifteen and grown up at that age, they can't be seen by their peer-group to be 'for' anything too much so they ridicule everything, it's either pretentious crap if it's modern or stupid ancient crap if it's more than a generation ago... they even call Shakespeare a sad loser until someone says he wrote the screenplay for that film though they're fascinated by the idea that Marlowe was a spy as well as a crap writer not that they've read him anyway but you know what he said put them up on stage in the annual Shakespeare and make them speak his lines, and they'll never forget it, they'll not say anything about it to me except in private but they'll remember it to their dying day it's things like that he said that keep me in this bloody job. (revisited)

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