Day 15. Again.

While I am inside safe from the afternoon thunder, what cage protects the soul within? I feel the electricity in the ignorance and yet I can build no Faraday cage to hide in. I feel I have allowed myself to become vulnerable.

Today AP Government took a quiz and everyone except for one person failed it. That may be an exaggeration, but do you really know? Right now you feel either very superior, or in the company of willful ignorance and those that practice it. The test will be your renaissance and your redemption. Even those that took out the homework of other classes and with ink poisoned like vipers teeth, you ignored my work to focus on the teachers that scared you the most. Someday perhaps that will be me.

One child begged me to include him in the blog tonight. Out of spite I will not. I won't even allude to him asking.

AICE Global Perspectives FBI Cybersecurity (that is going to sound really good on a resume if I ever need one) simply colored today. There was some talks of fist fights and debate over who would win. In the end the peace held.

I gave many of them pointless jobs, like door closer and paper collector and paper collector supervisor. I know someday they will soar above my station, so I give them menial tasks to absorb their hubris now, before it encompasses them later.

I have nothing more for the day has stolen my words. I am the lexicon of the last speaker of an archaic alphabet, and the speaker has taken a vow of silence. And so I will as well. The weekend awaits. Not the artist, but the days and my days are so very long. My nights I fear are longer. More time to write the perfect test.

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