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The Chalk Beneath My Fingernails

-The Chalk Beneath My Fingernails-

I walk a path where roads dissolve,
Where rivers rise and hopes revolve,
Through jungle mist and dusty lanes,
With every step, I carry names—
Of children born with hollow bowls,
But eyes that shine like tempered coals.

The schoolhouse leans against the sky,
Its roof a patchwork, spirits high.
The walls may crack, the floor may creak,
But voices

old school teacher

Provoking her is not easy to do
She’s been teaching children since fifty-two
Spanking was the norm back in the day
I still like to use it she will often say

Alas times have changed, children now play
Wasting their time each and every other day
Ridiculous she said when she finally retired
Just months before she may have been fired.

Because of a Teacher

Because he had a teacher
He came to school so proud
Each new shoe he lay 
confidently on the ground

Because she had a teacher 
Her hair looked oh so nice
For picture day that year
Her ponytail-precise

Because they had a teacher
They lay safe upon their bed
Not a worry they will feel
Inside their little head

Because she had a teacher
She learned

The School of Life

In what galaxy does a heart 
not learn lessons the hard way?
It’s in the nature of all creatures.

The school of life welcomes its students.
Some will breeze on by and 
not learn much of anything.
 
The ones that embark implicitly
on that lush wild river of discovery
will be amazed when they unleash their potential.

Everyone is given the

A teacher's recurring nightmare

Today again, I went to go teach, totally unprepared.
And fearing the principal would come observe me had me so scared,
I rambled through the room, floundering and fluttering.
And then a student asked, "Mr J, why are you muttering?
Do I sense maybe ~ you're just a little bit impaired?"

My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life

My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life

 Birds sing sweetly in the morning
 The sky is clear without clouds and blue
 My teacher came riding a bicycle
 Bring useful knowledge
 For our beloved ones

 My teacher gave me a role model
 Without tiredness or time
 The light of your lamp will always live
 Illuminates

A Lesson Learned

Charles Green was eight years old, and his father was a great teacher.
Yet, Charlie preferred playing to school; because he was a daydreamer.

The Greens lived in the town of Ivoria, where dahlias nodded greeting;
And Charlie frolicked with Sam and Scarlett, until sun came, bleeding.

Samuel and Scarlett were his siblings. Both got good grades in school;
Like

read a book once

Read a book once
Folded the corners
To mark my progress.
It was sort of a
Wagon train read
Long, torturous, 
A seemingly endless quest
For an unknown destination
Pictured only in the minds
Of others
Who
Sadly
Were only aggrandizing
What they were told.
The book I read
Had been chosen for me
By a deranged
English teacher/football coach
Before the era of the
Concussion Protocol.

The Book Report I wrote
Received an “A”
I

Devotion

THE SUNDAY MORNING PLEA

Sunbeams gently pierce my sleepy eyes,
Waking me up, whispering, “Arise! Arise!
Gather your tools, prepare your vision,
The children await your joyful mission.”

Ah, another day for learning’s delight,
A Sunday of teaching, shining bright.
Little ones I'll meet, with eager hearts,
To guide and mend their wandering parts.

First, I kneel in prayer, humbly I stay,
Asking Him to

The Brother Keepers

They know me, 
still,
behind my aged teacher face.
They wave to me in my car,
running wildly home from school on a 
sunny afternoon.
I smile and wave back, thinking, “my sons know me, 
still.”

Caught by my discerning eye when hooking class,
they make charging returns to school,
backpacks rocking side to side.

I protected them once.
Defended them.
Gave them self-respect, pride.
I

A Surprise Gift On Teacher's Day

Neither boquet of roses
Nor a pack of chocolates
Nor a hand letter
Nor a congratulatory message
Nor a hug or a shake hand 
Nor a hi or hello greeting
But a bouquet of guava leaves
That a former student gives
To her teacher on Teacher's Day.

eggs hatch at school

incubator day
children wait for eggs to hatch
one chick pecks away

teacher covers cage
six chicks emerge overnight
only one hold out

this egg never cracks
wise teacher takes it away
quietly alone

Miss Ramsey

Kindergarten was a scary word for me,
Though I longed to go, I was kind of worried
But, lo and behold, there was nothing to fear
Because, when I entered the class…

	There came a smile, so sincere.

She was tall with dark hair that rested high on her head,
	She wore glasses and required me to listen to her share
		Stories

My Favorite Elementary School Teacher

As the yellow-orange  sun  slowly rises
Memories of your class's  fun  flood my heart
Thoughts  run  to your teaching and enterprises

You brought those  tiny  guppies to our class
A creative  shiny  diorama's great art
 Sunshiny  person and dedicated lass

You  lifted  us up when you said
All

Vegetable

This is a true story

Vegetable !
I could read this word. 
Vegetable !
Because of Mary Lou Redd, Reading  Specialist Baltimore Public Schools 
I was age 10, reading---
Vegetable. 
Prior to, I added my own words to the printed page.
My stories,
not Mcgraw-Hill.
Mary Lou made magic.
Saving  children from a lifetime of ignorance,  shame and lies.
Vegetable!
Rememberring my

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