Haiku fun

Oh, the fun that can be had with the haiku form - 17 syllables of freedom. I thought I'd take a break from heavy blog posts this week and just enjoy a bit of messing about on themes I've already explored more seriously in the past.

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This first haiku was inspired by my previous head's insistence on not getting involved in staff's emotional duress.

Upset staff

If you shed a tear,

Do not expect sympathy;

Tissues should suffice.

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This next one is a riff on the lack of accountability at my previous place of work.

Nervous breakdowns

One man down - who cares?

Another four - who’s counting?

No one seems to see…

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This one echoes the head's dismissal of taking pride in one's work...

Pride

One thing is for sure,

There is no place for pride here,

Silly communist.

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As Modern Foreign Languages lead, I was genuinely told to look into bringing Latin bacl onto the curriculum. Latin: that most famous modern foreign language. I actually thought the head was joking when this was suggested and laughed out loud. This was not appreciated...

Latin

In South East London,

Latin is a binding force:

Bridge the class divide!

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No explanation needed here, surely.

Gaslit staff

Gaslit staff work best.

Never let them think they’re good.

Danger lies that way.

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This one was written by my partner who wanted to join in on the fun.

Dread Head

In this silent school

The spider weaves her cold web

So capriciously

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And this last one was generated by AI - scarily apt.

Evil head teacher

Cold eyes pierce through souls

Words like poison drip from lips

Darkness fills the halls