60 is Too Many Years Part Three

 

        14 May 2026

    I have too much time on my hands.

    Watching Suzuki videos for next year, I watched a compelling moment as a maurader stabs a woman holding a child in the leg, and then tries to wrench the child from her.

    And it all clicked.

    That's how they control us. We will do anything for our children.

    Literally that was all I came here to write. But as long as I'm here, let's catch up:

    I have too much time on my hands.

    Due to field trips, I had two classes yesterday. In seventh period, two kids showed up. eleven are enrolled. Five show up on the reg.

    What the hell is the point?

    It's the end of the year, I've pulled every trick I can. If they even remotely want to work, they're doing The Things, even if they hate theatre. 

    Until now.

    Now they just stopped showing up and that hurts my feelings.

    And when my feelings get hurt, I can't handle it so I go Hulk and attack.

    I had 40 kids over two Theatre 1 classes in August. I now have 21, ten of which have shown up regularly since January.

    I do not take it personally.

    I used to. Not any more.

    Because I've been lied to twice now, across two buildings: We Want A Theatre Program.

    You might, but your kids do not.

    They do not wish to be seen, or heard, or show up on time. 

    They do not wish to learn about theatre.

    Just give them the answers to the test so they can take the test and get back to their social media.

    Scene.