Good Students Make Good Robots
I was in first grade when
Before Christmas break
I lost one of my papers
That the whole class handed in
Except me
I was told I couldn’t leave
Until I found it
I went into panic
Fearing I’d be stuck forever
In the empty, cold building
Sleeping on the bench of a lunch table
I was in second grade when
I had a breakdown in class
When I didn’t get a 100 on a test
My teacher looked worried
It sounds ridiculous but
I was used to nothing less
And I feared
I’d be a disappointment
With a 97
I was in third grade when
I realized I had misunderstood
A question from a reading assignment
In a panic, I tried to fix it
I tried to copy everyone else
But I was too scared and started to cry
And I had to sit out of the discussion
Because I was too afraid
Of getting something wrong
I was in fourth grade when
The principal came into class
With the school social worker
And told the class that
Our first grade teacher had died of cancer
I was in the middle of a science lab
And my friend and I burst into tears
He went to guidance but
I was too afraid to cry in front of a stranger
So I stayed in class crying silently instead
It was also in fourth grade when
My friend and I were yelled at
By a teacher’s aide
For not doing our homework
For our gifted reading class
We hadn’t chosen to join
We had to write letters of apology
And get our parents to sign
I forged the signature
I had to get a note from my mom
I forged that too
On my tenth birthday
On the kitchen table
In my best cursive
Before going to the bus stop
Because I was afraid of getting punished
The aide never found out
I was in fifth grade when
I had to write
“I will not write or pass notes in class”
Fifty times in my notebook
Because my best friend and I
Who sat right next to each other
Wrote little notes on post-its
And stuck them to our desks
And we were ratted out
By a substitute teacher who said
We were a great class
Nearly every kid got in trouble for something the next day
I was in sixth grade when
We all cried on the last day of school
Even the toughest kids I knew
Had tears in their eyes
I never wanted to leave
I didn’t want to grow up
I still don’t
But now I realize
The day I left that school
Was the best day of my life