Writing Prompt: Teaching
October 19, 2010 § 2 Comments
From May 12th of this year: 15 minutes.
“Writing Prompt: TEACHING
I don’t think I’ve taught them as much as they’ve taught me-
-Be observant of the Long Island Sound
-Relearn long division
-Avoid Bronx accented parents on the playground
-Make angry concepts into a song. Have them sing along.
-Don’t do drugs that make you fall asleep in the middle of the day.
-Always be ready to put on a swimsuit.
-Nod when people tell you to get married.
-Cross the street with the light in the crosswalk.
-Make Easy Mac with no instructions.
-Stop the crying through manipulation
-Make complicated promises that can be undone without too much disappointment.
-Protect those smaller than you from barking, territorial dogs.
-Create projects with colors and stones. Glue stones to paper even though they will fall off.
-Leave sea glass in the mailbox for the mailman.
-Open all four windows of the car while on Shore Road. Go 40 mph, not 60 if there is more than one person in the car.
-Do not be afraid of guns on the kitchen table,
-If you go through drawers of socks, expect to find things you don’t want to know about.
-Sit by the fireplace until your shins turn choking red and then scratch the skin off of them because it is sooo itchy and scabs will be worth it.
-Appreciate: bees, ants, worms drowning, cracked snail shells, broken oysters, above-ground pools, halloween decals, crayons on paper, sexless things, odd distinctions between people (he can’t zipper his jacket!), robes, thunder being scary, private christmas trees, pickles, low tide, phinneas and ferb, stupid 3D movies, hannah montana pajamas, sneakers that light up, new privileges, acquiring knowledge, sleeping like the dead, being alive like there’s nothing better because today was the best and yesterday was okay, but tomorrow might be better unless your best friend moves away or an apartment burns through your friend’s possessions —-or your mom might not read a book to you because she’s tired.”
I like reading things many months later and feeling exactly the same way about what I’ve written.