I Forgot
[…]I indented a lot. I spelled all the words just the way I was taught. I wrote a good story, but my teacher thought it had one major weakness––I left out the plot. If you liked this poem, you might enjoy reading Come Into My […]
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The Teacher
[…]stuck to my chair. If you liked this poem you might enjoy reading I Forgot. I guess we all have teacher troubles now and again, but this guy seems to have really had […]
An Apple for the Teacher
[…]for the teacher is a custom tried and true, a way of saying “thanks” for all the good things teachers do. This symbol is significant, for apples grow from seeds–– like those our teachers plant in children’s minds, to meet their needs. These precious seeds, sowed kindly by a teacher’s […]
My Mother Taught Me
[…]you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.” – Mitch Albom “Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness.” – Stevie […]
What Is a Father?
[…]tree, a pathway to follow, a good name to share, a standard to hold up and faithfully bear, a teacher, a mentor, a gift from above to guide us, to lead us, to lift us with love. ∞§∞ If this poem resonates with you, you might also enjoy Father’s Fan […]
The Go-To-Girl Got Up and Went
©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only) My favorite teacher told me in my youth: “You’ll always be a leader; that’s your truth.” This left me feeling special, even proud. I’d often thought the same, though not out loud. I liked to bite off things most wouldn’t chew and chew them, just […]
On Life, Loss, and Angels
[…]unyielding foe; overwhelmed and yet unbeaten, laboring to learn and grow. Heartbreak is a potent teacher. Grief and loss make humble hearts. Illness slides us into stillness, drives us to our sacred parts. Souls need strength to carry on when hardship tries to drain our will; but in those darkening […]
Come, Warm Your Hands
[…]could warm our hands by the fire of his faith.” William E. Berrett, speaking of a beloved teacher. If this poem resonated with you, you might enjoy reading “The Song of Grief “ and “Innocence Lost.” Find more poems about grieving and loss here. BACK TO […]
A Most Creative Calling
[…]taught, and blessed. In high school, I received advice. The counsel was to earn credentials as a teacher, just in case life “took a turn.” I student-taught in college, which annoyed me, on the whole. I settled for it anyway, indifferent to that goal. My focus was on motherhood, the […]