Haiku to Husband (1)

My husband, among other things, is an English instructor at a community college. It's been about four years. He has three classes of approximately 25 students each. My husband enjoys his job teaching very much, spending time with students. He loves writing and loves talking and explaining the art of writing. And that is a very good thing when you are a teacher. 

The remarkable thing about my beloved and his success with teaching writing and all the nitty-gritty paperwork that goes with it is that he is doing this legally blind. A quick and easy way to explain his blindness is that he has obstacles in the middle of his field of vision and somehow he has to look around them. He can see. It's just that his vision is blocked by these blob-like forms. So, here is this guy reading 75 2-page journals a week and 300 3-5 page essays a semester. He constructs 2 quizzes a week, along with making 2 sets of lesson plans, going over the assigned readings for each class, and writing 3 notes each week to the students about what is due and what readings to read. And.....he's legally blind! Pretty impressive, don't you think?

So, today I'm finally writing a haiku for my husband, who works very hard on his craft and, works even harder trying to teach it. 

Bent over your desk,

Pouring over student's words--

Fruits of your labor