For several years I taught at a private Christian school. The school was run by a branch of the Plymouth Brethren that separated themselves as much as possible from the world, hence they created their own school to avoid their children being tainted by worldly education.
There are many tales I could tell about teaching there, but I'll stick to one that involves my sarcastic sense of humor and my big mouth.
The board overseeing the school consisted largely of businessmen. For a teacher conference one year they gave all the teachers in advance copies of A Message to Garcia by Elbert Hubbard. The book consisted of an 1899 essay that promoted initiative and conscientiousness in work. The essay is about the mission of Lieutenant Andrew Rowan to General Calixto Garcia in Cuba just before the Spanish-American War broke out.
Rowan was supposed just to make contact with Garcia and to serve as an observer, and there was actually no letter or message. Hubbard took extensive liberties with the actual story, using it as a means to show determination on the part of Rowan. He supposedly single-mindedly pursued his mission, overcoming obstacles, and never complaining. The essay became a best seller much loved by businessmen like those running our school.
On the day of the teacher conference the head of the board asked what we thought the message of the book was. Being a sarcastic sort, I replied, "Shut up and do your job."
They were not amused. Indeed, the principal chewed me out during a break.
After that incident, I did create one of my slugku (a humorous series of haiku that all begin with the line " a slug among weeds") about Hubbard's version of the story, and even added it to a picture of Rowan and Garcia.
I recently did a little more reading about the event, and about General Garcia. One thing I discovered was he was married, but had a series of mistresses and illegitimate children. I got inspired and wrote a clerihew.
was writing a love note to a pretty senorita
when Andrew Rowan burst into his life
with a message Garcia feared might be from his jealous wife.
Sometimes imagination is more amusing than just the facts. Hubbard certainly seemed to think that!
