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Machine Gun Smith : How my High School English Teacher Shaped Me

Everyone was afraid of Miss Smith
She went by the name M.G. Smith
The students knew her as Machine Gun Smith
She scared the crap out of most people
Strict was an understatement
She drank whiskey and smoked Lucky Strikes
I was in awe of her

School was not my thing
I was a terrible student
An outsider who never fit in
I probably had Attention Deficit Disorder
It was long ago
I don't think there was a name for it then

We were given an assignment
Choose one word and craft an essay
I went obscure and chose the word "Look"
Everyone else went traditional
I was honored when she read mine out loud
Street cred finally,  recognition for taking a chance

MG was tough on me
My grammar sucked and structure was lacking
Yet her praise that day opened me up
I came out of the shadows
She gave me personal hope
I am grateful to this day ......
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