The ceiling fell? The ink ran dry? A student dared to smile? Of every new disaster I prove myself the master… — Bel Kaufman
The ceiling fell? The ink ran dry? A student dared to smile?
Of every new disaster
I prove myself the master
By sending out more circulars, more circulars to file!
A missing kid? A kissing kid? A paper on the floor?
For every major crisis
One remedy suffices:
More circulars, more circulars, to put into a drawer!A crowded cafeteria?
A substitute's hysteria?
A visitor from Syria?
A missing Book Receipt?I merely send out circulars
To add to other circulars
To add to other circulars
Numerical and neat!
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A teacher is frequently the only adult in the pupil's environment who treats him with respect.
My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.
How can I take seriously such mimeographed absurdities as "Lateness due to absence," "High under-achiever," and "Polio consent slips"?
—SylDear Syl,
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—Bea
