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The World's Most Mysterious Place:
Trouble Technique

Read through all of the submissions. When you find something that gives you pause, copy and paste the troubling item into another document. It doesn’t matter why it has given you pause at this point.
Once you have copied all troubling items, create rhymes for each troubling line. The rhyme should be your reaction to the troubling line, if possible exploring what makes the line troubling to you.
If a troubling item is only one line, the result is a rhyming couplet. If the troubling item is two lines, rhyme both lines with the resulting ABAB rhyme scheme. For three lines, the rhyme scheme will be ABCABC, and so on. You may break long lines into smaller lines.

Trouble Poems: Text

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Sungwoo, the son of thunder

If people cannot speak a language, 
they would be an animal that walks upright. 
A classroom changes animals to people, 
and the people start to expose their feelings. 
Well trained animals become the king of a classroom, 
and it makes them have a more comparative advantage in the romantic market. 
For someone who has never been to a classroom, 
it would be the world's most mysterious place 
where animals can be turned to a human being.

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Trouble 1

He is the one who sees me the most

How does it feel being watched by a ghost?

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Trouble 2

I did not dare use him

to boost my English

Back then I felt the same

but now I’m not so squeamish.

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Trouble 3

We believed that he had been educated

by the higher advanced US school.

“Higher advanced” can be debated

I don’t know a degree from a Joule.

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Trouble 4

we could study with a good teacher

from leading country for all fields on the world

Young, confused, a godless preacher

I wince at when my flag unfurled.

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Trouble 5

Daily the boys in class had to walk in class

with a halogen monitor on shoulder

 because at that time we didn't

have PowerPoint equipment.

Students as labor, I let it pass.

A class could carry a boulder.

A group could raid a national mint.

My chalk tray was empty. It meant…?

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Trouble 6

We were excited as we had

some foreign teachers from America

who speaks standard English to help us improve

our pronunciations like Pro Jack.

My opinions were especially bad

and I droned on esoterica.

Whatever my standard it wouldn’t behoove

any attention to my feedback.

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Trouble 7

the tables were unmovable,

but the teacher could rearrange for his classroom activities.

Grouping the ungroupable.

Who is this man with godlike proclivities?

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Trouble 8

I saw a few times you ate candies, bananas in my class.

Immature hunger. So selfish, so crass.

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Trouble 9

a young teacher who was strict

whose humility was derelict

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Trouble 10

I was a little bit scared of his tall and thin body.

Fearsome like Iggy? Scary like karate?

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Trouble 11

He was in many pictures of us although he was not very interested in posing for pictures.

I’m glad I acquiesced, but I resist still an image of fixture.

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Trouble 12

From the bottom of my heart, I had many things to regret about the relationship with the teacher.

Maybe we could have been closer if I weren’t such a solitary creature.

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Trouble 13

he was very young at that time so he was an idol of my class girls.

I couldn’t accept this. I was a swine shown pearls.

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Trouble 14

The class clapped loudly and praised Jack's ability to play the guitar.

My talent was minimal. My song choices bizarre.

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Trouble 15

We heard Jack talk about America, American fairy tales,

we told Jack about beautiful love stories in Dalat city,

the places found in Vietnamese poetry.

I talked about slavery and hunting white whales

You told of lovers ending their lives in calamity

Conversations of morbid probity

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Trouble 16

We had a great experience in bringing our Vietnamese culture into activities.

Was the curriculum an open design or flawed in exclusivities?

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Trouble 17

The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

But why do you remember this? Please explain.

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Trouble 18

Sometimes I felt lonely,

but I think

the loneliness made me sronger. 

Alone but not only,

Strengthening

the wrong that somehow gets wronger

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Trouble 19

We liked you to play guitar

Lucky for you it was pre-Blackstar

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Trouble 20

A young, emotional, enthusiastic, and experienced teacher

You saw what I thought was hidden, my least acknowledged feature.

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Trouble 21

We found it hard when joining any kind of sport activities

A teacher can be oblivious of extra-curricularities.

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Trouble 22

foreign teachers often organized fun games,

such as "There is hole on the floor" game.

I would like for you to name some names.

A brush of blood on top of the door frame.

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Trouble 23

foreign teacher used to wear Ao Dai

(Vietnamese women's traditional dress),

which made them really charming and shining.

Some were catcalled by old guys

Other comments left to be guessed

My colleagues embarrassed at what they’re signing.

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Trouble 24

He were friendly although he came from a rich country.

I don’t have wealth here but wealth can haunt me.

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Trouble 25

Jack, Kavin, Matt, Candy?

white teachers, definitely

they are not the same caucasian

which means they might have

a different family origin:

where their ancestors came from.

however, as an Asian,

I see just all white teachers.


Whiteness as modus operandi.

Whiteness by effort can be

a lazy explanation.

We four, and most of the staff,

were not encouraging

race topics as a depth we could plumb.

We missed occasion

and fouled into the bleachers

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Trouble 26

The morning I was tired of my new lifestyle

The teacher walked in with a forced smile.

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Trouble 27

Jack with very big hands

Jack erasing letters on the board with hands

I hope that you understand

I do what the classroom demands.

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Trouble 28

Prayer before starting class

Alas, not I, alas.

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Trouble 29

The emotion when Prof. Peterson was going to leave this campus.

Our heart and brain will meet again in the hippocampus.

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Trouble 30

Very detailed syllabus

Unwittingly villainous.

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Trouble 31

As a second language learner, I feel that was one of the best times in my college.

Peaking as a freshman, it may be truth but it’s hard to acknowledge.

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Trouble 32

broken TV

especially for me

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Trouble 33

Watching 'Gran Torino' comes to my mind.

It was a fine curricular choice at the time.

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Trouble 34

Outside the classroom, people would hangout and study

in the study rooms adjacent to the classroom.

That is where each of us get to talk individually and bond.

Outside the classroom is where people are able to make a buddy

I wish there were a way to make a friendship bloom

in a class. Or is a class where friends are spawned?

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Trouble 35

It gathered us to speak as one.

But Babel never reached the sun.

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Trouble 36

As if I was part of the American culture 

As if I was passionate student 

As if I was independent person but cared 

Respect and responsibility and learning overwhelmed the place.

As if I was an eagle, and not at all a vulture.

As if I was wizened and prudent.

As if I was equipped and prepared.

You named me a runner and learned to keep the pace.

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Trouble 37

Exhaustion due to fear, of an accent misheard.

I’m sorry I couldn’t hear your delicate word.

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