Doctor Grandma

I teach 6 classes,

6 different preps,

at a school where most

struggle through a semester,

coming to class, and interacting.

in a call and response sort of way,

laughing with friends,

and carrying on,

— challenging me

as I question them.

Their ghosts now walk the empty halls,

where they stand, leaning into each other,

away from home, enjoying their freedom,

friends helping one another.

We now interact

in a virtual world,

where classes are held on screen,

They send assignments by email and phone,

while keeping the virus away.

This virus is a menacing thing,

and people need each other,

We do our best to make it through,

while wanting to be together,

I asked them what they learn from this

that they wouldn’t know otherwise,

they said, “Be prepared, and wash your hands,

and never take LIFE for granted”.

cfblack, 04-16-2020

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