Biting My Tongue

He sits across the room from me. Paging thru his annotated copy of the Iliad. Fingers periodically clicking on the keyboard. With a pair of headphones hidden in his curly hair.

You do what you can. Try to get them to show all their work on their math. Suggest that they master the difficult measures before slogging thru the piece from beginning to end. Encourage them to sit at a desk or table instead of reclining on a futon.

Try. Suggest. Encourage. You do what you can.

I look over at him with his headphones on. And I can hear Archie Bunker in my head, for heaven's sake.

I bite my tongue. And he gets up to do his laundry.

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