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• Artiste: David Roth
• Titre: Sister Helen's Lists
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The first third-grade class she taught at St. Mary's school Thirty four students and one big old Golden Rule Sister Helen had a way with the kids Too much talking was about the worst thing they did One boy in particular was suited to gab Though the good Sister Helen was not prone to get mad One day he called her bluff, so she had to go through with it She taped up his mouth because she threatened to do it The months flew by, that school year passed Sister Helen was moved up to junior-high math That's where she instructed for several years When a student, a young man named Mark reappeared More handsome than ever, now in the ninth grade "Thank you for teaching me, Sister," he said She remembered his scene with the tape that one year And when she finally had laughed how the whole class had cheered Mission accomplished, the kids were amazed And a cloud had been lifted that lasted for days And the talking in class had been cut down to size Oh, Sister Helen was wise One particular Friday in 2 PM class The students were struggling with all the New Math So she told 'em to close up their books and their brains "Take out two sheets of paper and list all their names." Then she asked them to write down at least one thing they could That they liked about every one else in the room She collected the papers as all were dismissed And on Monday each student got his or her list Mission accomplished, the kids were amazed And a cloud had been lifted that lasted for days And the New Math was easier to tally and twist In the ninth grade where Sister Helen made up those lists Several more autumns and more graduations Sister Helen returned to the school from vacation To the news that a boy she'd seen go to the prom Didn't quite make it home from Vietnam The funeral was Monday and Mark's parents had asked If Sister Helen could come to the mass And so she was the last one in line at the casket When a young man in uniform walked up and asked her "You were Mark's math teacher, weren't you?" he stared "He talked about you quite a lot over there." Then then funeral gathering went off to Chuck's place A classmate of Mark's from way back in third grade Mark's father approached her "We've something to show you" He pulled out Mark's wallet "We feel like we owe you so much" And he handed her two sheets of paper Taped over and over and over again And there in her hand she was holding Mark's list While Mark's mother said, "Thank you so much for this." And then one by one Mark's ninth-grade classmates came 'round To tell Sister Helen they still had their own Vicki took hers from her handbag right there "Mine's in the front of my diary," said Marilyn Charlie kept his on his office desk "Mine's in our wedding album," Chuck said Mission accomplished, the kids were amazed Though "the kids" were now grown men and women these days And the New Math was easier to tally and twist Since the ninth grade where Sister Helen Had made up those lists