“Turn The Lesson Page”

(a parody of Bob Seger’s “Turn The Page”.” You can see it here.)

---

Down a long and lonesome hallway

east of Staff Room R*

You can listen to the children

moanin’ out from someone’s room

You can think about the students

or the class you had the day before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering

the way they always do

When you’re teaching sixty minutes

and there’s way too much to do

And you don’t feel much like painting

you just wish the class was through

Here I am

In the front again

There I am

Out on the stage

Here I go

Teaching art again

There I go

Turn the lesson page

When you walk into an art classroom

strung out from first grade

And you feel the eyes upon you

as you’re shakin’ off the clay

You pretend it doesn’t bother you

but you just want to go home and bathe

Sometimes you can’t hear ’em talk

mostly though you can

All the same old cliches

Starry Night by Vincent Van

You always seem outnumbered

you need to make a stand

Here I am

In the front again

There I am

Out on the stage

Here I go

Teaching art again

There I go

Turn the lesson page

Up there in the spotlight

you’re teaching every day

Every ounce of energy

you feel it sucked away

As the sweat pours out your body

like the many words you say

Later in the evening

as you lie awake in bed

With the echoes of the Kindergartners

ringin’ in your head

You pound the day’s last whiskey shot**

remembering what they said

Here I am

In the front again

There I am

Out on the stage

Here I go

Teaching art again

There I go

Turn the lesson page

Here I am

In the front again

There I am

Out on the stage

Here I go

Teaching art again

There I go

Turn the lesson page

---

* This room doesn’t actually exist, to my knowledge. Who knows, maybe it does. I don’t have time to visit staff rooms.

** I know everyone’s beverage of choice after a long hard day is wine. I’m a whiskey girl. Get over it.