A Salute To Good Children

A Salute to Good Children in Classroms

Ususally, they are quiet and unassuming.
They contribute by their glowing humility!
And verily, are lessons for us all.
On how to be!

They don't act out as class clowns.
And~ have no need to be big bullies.
Here they come to your class.
Well kept, loving and most unassuming.

When the class goes berserk,
They ask, "Is there anything I can do?"
These are the children, who will clean
Your erasers and boards for you.

But sadly, we don't hear about them
On the breaking news media!
Only gang-bangers, killers and sex abusers.
These all get fourth estate attention.

Thus we, in our ignorance, believe the world
is falling apart!
When in reality, nations are filled with many
children of very good hearts!

Dedicated to my grandson..I love you.


Panagiota is a retired teacher from both the
Chicago Public Schools and the San Francisco
Unified School District.
Her paper, "The Classroom of the Now" was
used in Tinley Park Mental Health Center for an 
Adolescents at Risk Program.

July 24, 2019
3pm PST
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Wolf Avatar
July 24, 2019 at 7:13 PM
Such a worthy tribute to all those great kids out there. Truly a poem whose time has come, Panagiota. Bravo. ~ gw
Romios Avatar
July 24, 2019 at 9:35 PM
Thank you, Gershon. I think good children in rough public schools take the biggest burden of loss. You know I have seen it @ work in Chicago,primarily. And look at Chicago, today..it really costs society when out of control kids run the schools. PS. With the support of Principals. Good kids are put on "hold?" PR
Michael Avatar
July 24, 2019 at 6:29 PM
You have that light within you...and it coming out more and more...Nice write...
Romios Avatar
July 24, 2019 at 6:38 PM
You really are a sweet soul, Arturo and though I never met you...feel as if I know you. I need your candle of loving encouragement))) Thank you.Panagiota
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