Take a hypnotist, a lawyer and a preacher.
Rinse them in a prosaic solution full of naïve intent.
Place each behind a hot desk.
Bake in a look-warm career oven for five years
Until thoroughly disillusioned.
Boil fiercely over a gas ring of corruption
Until all their power has evaporated.
Remove from the ‘Rat-race’ and leave for a few months
To meld wretchedly in a condemned inner city squat.
Spread the resulting pancake liberally
With desperate government incentives.
Leave until a true calling has fully sunk in:
About thirty seconds.
Blend into a heady mixture of post-graduate trainees.
When they reach the point of salvation, separate them out,
Place each one in a separate classroom,
Add pupils, close the door and allow to rise.
Finally, give yourself a pat on the back
For having created a new kind of creature:
A well-motivated, non-cynical, optimistic teacher.
M R McBride