Did I Miss Anything? By Tom Wayman Did I Miss Anything? is a poem written by a Canadian poet and academic Tom Wayman. Being a teacher, he creates a piece of literature, where he considers the answers given by a teacher on one and the same question asked by a student, who frequently misses a class. So, there are two speakers present in it – a teacher and a student. The first one is fully presented in the poem and the second one exists only in the title of it. The speakers immediately place the reader in the appropriate setting, where the actions of a poem take place – a regular classroom. Moreover, the speakers unfolds the main theme of the poem – a hardship of being a teacher, the importance of education and laziness, indifference and careless attitudes of a student towards studying. The tone of Did I Miss Anything? can be defined as sarcastic and mocking. The teacher gives two variants of answers on the question – one serious beginning with “Everything.” and the other one sarcastic beginning with “Nothing.” The serious one are what the teacher really feels about his subject, preparation for it and his reaction on students being truant. The sarcastic answers are the things the students want to hear, when …show more content…
In addition, the poem has a climax. The stanzas are arranged in such a way that help to increase the importance within each line. The poet starts with talking about the lesson as an inconsiderable one and ends the poem with such strong words: “This is not the only place such an opportunity has been gathered but it was one place. And you weren’t here.” (Wayman, 38) The poem has no rhyme and is written in prose that brings it closer to an ordinary speech. Somehow, the poem can be seen in a form of a dialogue between a teacher and a
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Though most of the poem is not dialogue, from what little speaking there is between the...
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Each line of the poem reads as an incomplete thought, except for lines 1 and 10, which read: “I am choking /.../ I was not well” (Nave). Even though these lines can be considered complete thoughts, they are still choppy and short in content. These two lines introduce us early on to the student’s internal conflict versus the setting that the student is currently in. Besides the fragmented thoughts, the poem as a whole appears as one large stanza and there are not clear breaks where a new stanza begins or ends; or in other words the syntax of the poem is difficult to cipher through. In order to help piece things together, I broke it up into four stanzas for each sentence of the poem. Three out of four of the sentences begin with “I,” while the other begins with “my algebra teacher.” This is important to note because the student, 75% of the time, is thinking about his personal situation rather than the subject of class. The disjointed thoughts throughout the lines of the poem standout in the last couple of lines of the poem. Evan Nave writes: “my thoughts are not / math.” (lines 19-20). These two lines exemplify how our educational system is focused on what a student can bring as a statistic. It exemplifies this because math is a black and white subject, and one can infer that these lines are saying
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Poetry is a compact language that expresses complex feelings. To understand the multiple meanings of a poem, readers must examine its words and phrasing from the perspectives of rhythm, sound, images, obvious meaning, and implied meaning. Readers then need to organize responses to the verse into a logical, point-by-point explanation. A good beginning involves asking questions that apply to most poetry.
“If you would just get up and teach them instead of handing them a packet. There’s kids in here that don’t learn like that. They need to learn face to face. I’m telling you what you need to do. You can’t expect a kid to change if all you do is just tell ‘em.” Texas student, Jeff Bliss, decided to take a stand against the lack of teaching going on in his class (Broderick).
of the speaker through out the poem. One Art is a poem about inevitable loss and the incognizant
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School had just started; it was the fall of my sophomore year. I was excited about having new teachers and being able to boss around those little freshmen since I had finally lost that ridiculous title of “freshy.” Although one class did turn all that excitement right into knots in my stomach, it was English 10. Ugh I hated English, partially because I could never remember all those rules of writing, which I had just thought of as “dumb.” I figured, “Why would I ever need to know all them? Computers will be able to fix all my mistakes for me!” As I would soon find out, boy was I ever wrong. Surprisingly, class was going good; our teacher Mr. Mieckowski seemed to be a little weird and quite boring at times but all in all not too bad I mean who isn’t boring occasionally? He had a shiny head with very little hair and never wore long sleeves to class. He was also quite tall and skinny, so everyone had his or her own conclusion about Mr. Mieckowski’s personal life. A lot of the time this ended up being the topic of conversation for his students, along with his hatred towards icicle lights, white reindeer, and especially technology; the thing I loved most.
There wasn’t anybody in my class who cared about my teacher, Mrs. Parrish or what she was teaching or even about school in general. I thought it was just senioritis but when it came down to our senior projects, it was harder to know what our teacher expected out of us because everyone was talking and in their own little worlds. I finally got tired of not being able to hear Mrs. Parrish and got up to go and talk to her. One of Feynman’s students came up to him and mentioned that students would never ask questions because after class everybody would confront the student and question them with “What are you wasting our time in class for?” (Feynman pg. 71) I feel like I can relate because I found that the other students would judge me for asking a question. I felt this way because when I asked a question, all my classmates turned around and stared at me. As I asked Mrs. Parrish for help, she laid everything out for me and helped me in the ways she saw fit. As I started writing my essay, I wrote down everything she said to do and did it exactly how she said it. I first wrote a rough draft and Mrs. Parrish read over it and made corrections so that I could go back and fix it. When I got my rough draft back to start on my final draft, I barely had anything I needed to correct. I made a 98 on my essay and I think it was one of the highest in my class. I heard that a few of my classmates made low 60’s, 40’s and even zeros on the essay. I knew that they failed because they were not listening and my teacher had stated several times that once she went over it the first time that she won’t going over it again and that if we didn’t care, we would be back in twelfth grade again. I don’t remember what the percentages were but I knew that you had to do good on 3 of the 4 parts of our project to pass. I after senior projects were over, a group of my classmates were in the