Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Some As Young As Five

They tumble out of cars 
That are booming with sound
We teachers know they live in houses
Where they cannot think
Some as young as five

They fall asleep at their desks
Before lunch and we cannot wake them
Because their brother had video games glowing all night
So they could not sleep
Some as young as five

We teachers can barely stand the noise
As their parents pull up to pick them up
After they have had a trying day at school
Trying to adjust to silence which they do not understand
Trying to fill it with all the noise they can
And getting in trouble for it

We ask the parents what time their bed time is
The parents say seven o’clock 
We do not stay at the car long
Because we cannot bear the blasting from their radios
Which they do not seem to hear

This does not bother us half as much
As them not seeing their children
Who are five and have no voice

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Ilene Bauer August 13, 2020 at 8:38 AM you've described this so well, caren, in such a touching but sad way. teachers can only do so much in the few hours they have with their charges... Caren Krutsinger August 14, 2020 at 3:34 AM We have no access to our students this semester. We are all online at our schools. Ugh!

Jeanne Mcgee August 13, 2020 at 8:13 AM I could feel the frustration of teachers everywhere...who try so hard to reach out to bring the magic of learning to children who cannot hear over the noise of their lives. You are invaluable to them. Caren Krutsinger August 14, 2020 at 3:34 AM We want to take them away and put them into orphanages where they would get more attention.