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The Work of the Teachers (lyrics)

(words by Mark Zucker, to the tune “The Work of the Weavers”) Now teaching is a trade That never should be lost Unless you’re unafraid of ignorance’s cost The future’s being made The past is being tossed To learn from … Continue reading

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Again (song lyrics)

I can’t believe it’s happening again Lost another part of me again Something inside’s loosening again Set adrift upon the sea again Again Again Again Again I can’t stop this from happening again Here I am upon my knees again … Continue reading

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That’s the Way (song lyrics)

You thought it looked cool So you bought it like a fool Left to fight a futile duel ‘Bout which o’ you’s the tool Cuz it started freaky fun, But that sure was quickly done And all too soon you’s … Continue reading

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Speech from Eric Zucker’s Memorial (speech)

Mark Zucker’s speech from the memorial: As everyone knows, Eric Zucker was larger than life. He was a great man, a phenomenal friend, a beautiful brother, a devoted son, a loving husband, and a doting father. But what I want … Continue reading

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Just Stop (monologue)

(grieving father enters room to see two sons reading the newspaper) What are you doing?.. What on earth do you think you’re doing?. Talking, smiling, reading the funny papers as if nothing has changed……How dare you? Have you forgotten? What’s … Continue reading

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Sir, Nothing to Report, Sir (poem)

I was determined To strive for fulfillment Of my mission with unredoubtable sincerity and fortitude   My efforts could only be regarded as utterly diligent yet they proved to be truly ultimately futile   Despite my resolve I was unable … Continue reading

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Brothers (story)

Mornings were the hardest time. He lay in bed far too long and that made it worse. Usually he forced himself to bound out of bed upon first awakening to avoid the dreadful malingering; otherwise, his dreams would hover over … Continue reading

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