Monday, March 9th, 2009
Best compliment. ever.
Student, out of the blue, during second period: “Mr. Wells, do you remember when we were learning about poetry during our sophomore year?”
Me: “Uh, yeah, of course.”
Student: “I really liked that.”
Me: “Thanks; I like teaching it.”
Student: “Since then, I can’t stop writing poetry.”
Me: “Really?”
Student: “Yeah, I have two journals completely full of poetry.”
Me: “Wow, I’m seriously impressed.”
…not to mention feeling touched, honored, proud and successful.
One down, seventy more to go!
March 10th, 2009 at 1:31 pm
The poetry was probably seething with hatred, excoriating your pedantry and hair style.
Seriously, if there’s anything to be proud of in this rotten world, this would be it. Talk about life affirming.
That law school and the inevitability it entails is an *improvement* over what I’m doing now speaks volumes. You, and your profession, have my gratitude, appreciation, and no small amount of envy.