Why my students need love as much as they do poetry (Essay 17 of 52)

Notes: My most recent column for National Catholic Reporter references the freshmen class I teach in Philadelphia, not to be confused with the high school seniors I taught in Camden. Different class, different dynamics. Also, I have a lot more to say about the feelings I described in the essay. It may be another essay unto itself.

In the Christian circles I frequented in college and throughout most of my 20s, we used to warn each another, somewhat facetiously, to be careful asking God for patience or to teach you how to love, for the only way to learn these things was to encounter situations that would try your patience and people who were difficult to love.

This past school year as a teaching artist has been like an answer to those prayers, though I don’t recall having made the request in nearly a decade. Read the rest at NCR.

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