Last night, I dreamt of him. He wanted me to write his biography.
I began.
Everything was weird about him. His birth, his personality, his travel history. But his pedagogies were most novel, methodical, and, sometimes, harsh. Perhaps, his mission was to school them who thought they were too educated to be taught anymore, who were too free to be disciplined anymore, or who had grown too massive to heed the small anymore. Some say he was nature’s emissary. For some, he was man’s adversary. We pondered.
I ended thus a flash bio of the tiniest teacher of the world.
I began.
Everything was weird about him. His birth, his personality, his travel history. But his pedagogies were most novel, methodical, and, sometimes, harsh. Perhaps, his mission was to school them who thought they were too educated to be taught anymore, who were too free to be disciplined anymore, or who had grown too massive to heed the small anymore. Some say he was nature’s emissary. For some, he was man’s adversary. We pondered.
I ended thus a flash bio of the tiniest teacher of the world.
