Poem to Mr. Ron Unz
Who Preaches English-Only As the Answer
by Margot Kelley
And Mr. Unz, who up and elected
you God of the state
el numero uno
master of all teachers
who knows all the answers
for those children
(as in other/as in not in my backyard
unless they're mowing my lawn)
en los barrios de California?
Who made you so clever?
As five year olds sit with teenagers
chanting "See Spot run" over and over
until you wipe any hint of an accent
any roll of the "r" away in shame
in your immersion perversion
You got the grand plan
to teach kids whose names
you can't pronounce
how to speak English
in one year and no exceptions
or else?
or else what?
sink or swim back to Mexico
Haiti, Vietnam, Pakistan because
beneath those words
beneath those blue, blue eyes
you hide the message
WE DO NOT WANT YOU
inside 20 year-old text books
with the covers torn off
we do not want you
in the classroom with no desks where rain
leaks in from holes in the roof
we do not want you
in the sound the ruler makes against the knuckles
of a boy who dares to ask una pregunta
a child needs no translation
Margot Kelley is a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
©1998 by Margot Kelley. All rights reserved. Permission
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