The word from Denise this week is “extension”, the mission, to write six sentences, a story perhaps, that incorporates that word. I have had spotty attendance with the Six Sentence Story gang but endeavored to have a contribution this week. Go over to Girlieonthe Edge to read and write.
“It is fair, because I don’t grant anyone an extension, especially students that have missed classes as much as you have and who don’t seem to realize the importance of a final paper that is due tomorrow. Looks as if you have a long night ahead of you.”
“But, Sir, I do the work, I just need more time, you don’t understand…”
“What I understand is that everyone in my classes is expected to turn their work in on time, and that everyone in my classes learns the importance of punctuality and responsibility; that’s how one gets ahead in this world, not through enabling and extensions.”
The young woman stared silent and expressionless at the teacher before turning and slamming the door hard, racing down the steps and to the bus stop, anxious to get to her job before the night shift, her second shift that day, knowing that her brothers and sisters and incapacitated mother relied on her.
The teacher shrugged and wondered at the audacity of some of these students these days, always expecting the world to hand them a living.