An Education... What I've learned (poetry dedicated to a great cause)
As a teacher of children, those in need,
All the finest years that I have spent,
A special education, for me, was found,
In what I'd learned, and what it's meant.
Each child, so different in their needs,
Some slower, than others, in how each reads.
A teacher's job, to prepare and inspire,
Taking much care in how each leads.
Every child, has a better way to learn,
To be seen as "normal", each to yearn.
Stronger, are some, in how they hear,
Others learn best, in books held near.
Visual needs, or as auditory, is addressed,
As each child tries hard to do their best.
Kinesthetic, or the tactile, about the touch,
All attempts to learn, to mean so much.
A precious child has wants and needs,
It's up to teachers, to plant good seeds.
Their greatest need for each one to seek,
To feel self worth, and as no life, too bleak.
Self esteem, does mean so very much,
In every child's life, that we may touch,
The support and praise that we may give,
Inspires our children in just how to live.
Children served, just as fond plants, grow tall,
And in our special garden, we meet the call.
Use of verbal and written communication for all,
Help those in need, those big and small.
As we aid in their speech of those we teach,
We do our best, to help, for these to reach.
Every little one's life, so important to us, each,
To meet their needs, to succeed, ours to preach.
A teacher's job, a challenge we may never fulfill,
Yet our goal in attending school, to them, a thrill
The love of learning, and to spell a new word,
To add and subtract, then answer what is heard.
The feeling each one gets, as they too, belong,
That happy smile, singing a brand new song,
School is like a family, for every single child,
As daily they attend, we greet them with a smile.
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