(10-word ultra-flash fiction)
Teaching bubbly children to read, watching bureaucracies crush their avidness.
Three hours on my ass; consultants lecture, leech away life.
Kids create their own behavior guide; their fairness merits immortality!
One-hour writing, one of math: conformity stinking, formulaic repression.
NO child left behind(!) where exclusion would let her blossom.
Creating scary stories after school with seven giggling Bram Stokers.
Our contract again renegotiated, our professional self-esteem slavishly recheapened.
Assessment day: standardized scoring and tracking of beautifully unique children.
Berated for arriving late, humiliated, like teachers deliberately invented entropy.
FAC arrives, flooding our empty arteries with inebriating, deceptive palliatives!
Twelve hours, six days, teachers' sangre, lágrimas stained many blackboards.
Grade homework, prepare lessons, parent letters, Monday-lecture vaccine, etc.