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  • Mr. Brown


    a huge man

    more like a football linebacker

    than a highschool teacher

    even w/the nerd bowl-cut

    pens in shirt chest pocket

    he taught world history

    like I expected it to be—

    and how I guess it’s still taught—

    outline on the board

    lectures

    tests based on ability

    to memorize facts + dates

    but he made class interesting

    w/stories—

    like his vivid telling of

    the Battle of Thermopylae

    long before that graphic novel or movie

    using his body to demonstrate

    how the spartans held

    twohanded swords in each hand

    and stacked the dead bodies

    of the persians

    along the narrow pass walls—

    we could see the spartans:

    they looked like Mr. Brown

    sometimes before classes started

    he would tell us about his personal life

    he lived in a round house

    the foundation for which

    he dug himself

    w/a shovel

    he subscribed to Pravda

    a russian newspaper in english

    my first exposure

    to the idea that other countries

    might have other narratives

    other truths

    I did not do so well

    first semester

    never been a good memorizer

    but second semester

    I got As

    best in the class

    figured out which facts

    he was looking for

    or could have been entirely

    from changing from first period

    when I was still half-asleep

    to fourth

    but he was proud of me

    in a world where no one was

    Mr. Brown remained legendary

    among my friends

    as we became adults

    w/sentences always beginning remember when—

    remember when Mr. Brown picked up

    Jeremy + his desk + carried him into the hall?

    remember when Mr. Brown broke up that fight

    in the hall

    by lifting both boys up by their shirts?

    never occurred to me that Mr. Brown

    could drink alcohol

    much less be an alcoholic

    until decades later

    we found out that he/d

    gotten so drunk

    he drove the wrong way on Highway 127

    head-on into a car

    killing a whole family

    news article quoting him as saying

    that he accepted going to prison

    that he had broken the law

    needed to pay his debt

    to society

    I recently found out

    that Mr. Brown died

    in prison

    apparently or supposedly

    from complications from a

    respiratory virus

    or that/s the offical narrative—

    thats what he taught me

    (tho not sure he wanted to)

    that narratives are more interesting

    than facts

    losers dont write the histories

    maybe they shouldnt

    tho sometimes

    like the spartans at Thermopylae

    they are remembered

    even as

    one fact

    can change the narrative

    + heroes

    arent

    even if we still

    kind of want them to be


    Born in Puerto Rico, John Yohe has worked as a wildland firefighter, wilderness ranger and fire lookout. Best of the Net nominee x2. Notable Essay List for Best American Essays 2021, 2022 and 2023. @thejohnyohe www.johnyohe.weebly.com

    February 27, 2025
    Fiction, history, teachers, teaching, Writing

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