Mr Peach believes that we will remember him,
he tells us as such, one lesson, when handing out the sheets.
He tells us he gets stopped on the street
by former pupils, keen to resume the acquaintance,
keen to remind him that he’d once told them the same.
Thing is, though, it’s 25 years later, or thereabouts,
and I cannot remember even what the man looks like,
let alone the content of any of his lessons,
and the only thing that sticks in my head
is what he told his Year 1s that day,
about his being remembered.
How sad.
Bio:
Mike Hickman (@MikeHicWriter) is a writer from York, England. He has written for Off the Rock Productions (stage and audio), including 2018's "Not So Funny Now" about Groucho Marx and Erin Fleming. He has recently been published in EllipsisZine, Dwelling Literary, Bandit Fiction, Nymphs, Flash Fiction Magazine, Brown Bag, and Safe and Sound Press. His co-written, completed six-part BBC radio sit com remains unproduced but available to interested producers!