Rising from the Rubbish

I was having a rather blah kind of day. The morning sky was grey and I wasn’t entirely sure that I had packed my umbrella.  The commute was unremarkable and just seemed to drag on.  All of the same beautiful people were on my bus, but their attire had taken on a dowdy air. I enjoyed my book, but I couldn’t get into a groove.

It was one of those days when I questioned why I was an ESL teacher and why I wasn’t doing something else–you know: something more lucrative, something more rewarding, something more significant…..

So, you can see I was starting to dig myself into a bit of a hole.  It wasn’t the onset of depression, but there was a definite funk setting in.  If I needed a perfect moment to rescue me, this was certainly one of those occasions.

Teachers at my school are, to put it mildly, a bit untidy. Some people are organized–many more than myself–but some are not.  The ones that fall into that latter category often leave stuff in the classroom (where it rots and festers for a long time).  These things include unwashed coffee cups, stacks of unused photocopies, various pens, souvenirs, and other items of stationary.  I suspect that these are the same people that take the cutlery from the teachers room and never bring it back (we’ve lost more than 50 spoons in the past two years) but there is no proof.

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Sometimes I bin the assorted crap I find, sometimes I leave it alone. Today I happened to spot these two erasers and it made me smile.  I jokingly referred to this as ESL Banksy.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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5 Responses to Rising from the Rubbish

  1. leggypeggy says:

    Fifty spoons? I’m stunned, but I like the eraser.

    • … s of March? Sorry, my reply just sort of posted itself not even midway through!

      What I wanted to say was how I love the idea of an ESL Banksy 🙂 and that we also have an astonishing amount of spoons go missing at our canteen. I think there must be a secret world effort to take all spoons and melt them down as a new currency – spooncoin 🙂

  2. Hunida says:

    Love the reference, I’m a huge fan of Banksy. ♡

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