And bring no book, for this one day We’ll give to idleness.
–from William Wordsworth’s,
‘Lines Written at a small distance from my House…
Ingrid hosts dVerse’ Prosery today. She explains:
Good evening, Poets, and welcome to Prosery: the prompt where we write prose based on some given lines of poetry. This can be flash-fiction or creative non-fiction, but it cannot exceed 144 words in total (not including the title) and must not be poetry (no versification, line breaks, metre, etc.)
The teacher forced her students to study for months on end. They were taught about conjugating verbs, dissecting sentences, identifying themes, to name just a few L.A. standards. They hadn’t had a day without grammar instruction ever since the administration informed her that her job was on the line. The district expected a 90% passing rate, or else she would need to look elsewhere for employment.
She did her best to make her lessons interesting. She felt they had a good understanding of punctuation rules. But most pupils couldn’t care less about correlative conjunctions or misplaced modifiers.
The Department of Education sent proctors to make sure there were no ethical violations.
The day after the testing, an email was sent to all the students.
Party at school tomorrow. And bring no book, for this one day we’ll give to idleness.