Touch the Sky

Sep 23, 2007 10:23

Yes, it's the Kanye West song. It kept my ego on to finish my thesis last year. This year it keeps my ego on to love my job. Just when I thought I've got used to the kids, now the principal and vice principal are making life hard for the teachers. (Abby, why principals have to be such biatches?).

I'm going to finish my obligations today. It's for the students who I like...not for the school anymore. Now I'm dissin', now I'm a dissent. A dissent hollers because he loves his institution, because he respects his men. Because he hates fear.

Second, well, the song is for my late cousin. Unfortunately I never asked about his favourite music, but I hope he likes this song. This is the second death in the family that I don't attend this year, and I'm sorry for that. Of course I pray for them. I miss them.

Instead of going to the funeral, I'm doing my papers. It's not also because I fear my superiors that I keep coming for work, but because I love my History. And the day I can't teach History anymore is the day I'm quitting.

But as I said to a student yesterday...I'm in the middle of reading a book, and I want to read the endings, for this semester and for the next one.

Until then, keep on using Wikipedia as textbook, keep on eating free snacks, keep on leaving at 3 pm, keep on loving History.

And my cousin, you don't have to feel pain anymore now.

For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky.

work, death

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