Écris vite ce livre, achève vite aujourd’hui ce poème
avant que le doute de toi ne te rattrape,
la nuée des questions qui t’égare et te fait broncher,
ou pire que cela…
Cours au bout de la ligne,
comble ta page avant que ne fasse trembler
tes mains la peur – de t’égarer, d’avoir mal, d’avoir peu, avant que l’air ne cède à quoi tu es adossé
pour quelque temps encore, le beau mur bleu.
Parfois déjà la cloche se dérègle dans le beffroi d’os
et boite à en fendre les murs.
Écris, non pas “à l’ange de l’Église de Laodicée”,
mais sans savoir à qui, dans l’air, avec des signes
hésitants, inquiets, de chauve-souris,
vite, franchis encore cette distance avec ta main,
relie, tisse en hâte, encore, habille-nous,
bêtes frileuses, taupes maladroites,
couvre-nous d’un dernier pan doré de jour
comme le soleil fait aux peupliers et aux montagnes.
honestly lady macbeth’s first scene is the single most iconic thing?? every time I get to the line “unsex me here” i’m just like!!! yes girl!!! cast off the chains of femininity and replace them with unholy power!!! fuck it up!!!!
Make them sit in their rooms in silent and do their homework alone
Side with the teacher and not get your child’s side of the story
Tell them that their grades are the most important thing they should worry about
INSTEAD:
Ask if they’re having trouble with other students or teachers
Sit down with them and help them with what they don’t understand
Speak calmly instead of yelling
Don’t invade their privacy by looking through their devices
Don’t take away their hobbies as punishment
Never make them feel unsafe or unable to trust you
This has been a message from a struggling high school junior that wishes their own parents actually did this stuff.
Bonus: Don’t look through their freaking backpacks. Chances are they know damn well they have loads of unfinished papers and the stress of knowing is so overwhelming they don’t even wanna look at it.