The Math Teacher
Solidad, age 21
How to Divide Yourself into Two Sicknesses
I always wanted to be a teacher, a kindergarden teacher, actually I was studying to be a social assistant but I had an accident and dropped my studies.
I like studying; maybe I would be a math teacher.
Start off with a whole
Try not to cry when the train comes. And after it passes, when nothing else comes, try not to cry.
I slipped, on the way to school, and after that, after that I couldn’t stop it. The way something gushes out of you. And then I got behind in my studies.
Divide the whole by one half
It hurts to be alone and it cuts like the metal from a wheel, or a knife, but you don’t need him.
When I lost the first one, I thought he would enjoy the coming baby and would be around more. He didn’t take care of her.
Split the two equal halves into two smaller wholes
Glass skin. Its diaphanous and the light spills through but not in a pretty way. No, not in a pretty way, in a way that makes you gasp with one lung.
She has very fragile skin. It is hard. The medicine is very expensive and since we live off the cart, it’s just not enough money.
I would like to tell you I have had a very nice upbringing, my mom has always been there for me.
You see, my life is full of laughs and sighs.
I have had to divide myself in two for each of their sicknesses.
It’s beautiful and sad.
Someday, hopefully, I will change my children’s course.
Emerson is a junior in high school. She loves literature and is passionate about writing, poetry in particular. When she is not playing the drums, participating in school musical theater, or training for marathons, you can find her with her friends checking out vintage records and used book stores in Hollywood.