Herding Puppies

Have you ever had a dream where you were herding puppies,
But they were piling on each other, licking, and lollygagging,
Laughing, and giggling, and incessantly playing?
Have you wished perpetually to dance, and color, and sing, and play
All day long?
Do you understand that children want love 
More than food or water or air?
Do you get excited about silly stuff?
Can you tell jokes?
Do you know what a riddle is?
Can you put all your sarcasm on a stove burner and burn it up?
Do you like to dance?
To sing?
To skip?
To hop?
Would you like to dress in a bunny suit and read a story, as a bunny?
Do you respect and love children?
Do they amuse you?
Can you be amused without making fun of them?
Congratulations.
You, my dear, are a kindergarten teacher.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
October 20, 2018 at 1:26 PM
That's another adorable one. Well done.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 20, 2018 at 2:18 PM
Seriously, if you took this and passed, we may have an opening.
Mcferran Avatar
October 16, 2018 at 10:26 PM
I had to laugh when I reached the end! ;D (You know I said yes to nearly all of these....)
Krutsinger Avatar
October 16, 2018 at 10:32 PM
I know you did; I suspected this about you all along, Rhona.
Memoir Avatar
October 16, 2018 at 10:09 PM
Ofcourse!Because I have a kindergartner at home,my daughter to whom I could easily relate to.Lovely write up Caren!
Krutsinger Avatar
October 16, 2018 at 10:33 PM
There is nothing as wonderful as having a kindergartener at home! Nothing!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 16, 2018 at 2:18 PM
Sweet write Caren! :))
Krutsinger Avatar
October 16, 2018 at 3:15 PM
I wrote this in honor of some of my favorite teachers who love to herd puppies. I, myself am afraid of the sensitive five and six year olds who cry for no apparent reason, and whisper the reason so softly you cannot help them.
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