Today is teacher’s day and when I think of teachers, what springs to mind is mom holding me with this big book on her lap reading out poems to me. I used to listen, fascinated as I looked at the page, dark blue sky, silver moon, birds flying home, a pony kicking up his heels…
Read moreNaPoWriMo Day3 – My student
Every teacher has one of these. That rebel of a student who she always scolds but who always brings a smile to her heart. My student He exasperates me, Makes me tear my hair out. It’s all I can do to keep calm And not yell or shout. The other students complain, That he won’t let…
Read moreMy First Day As A Teacher
I looked across the sea of faces, My heart a mess of a million fears; Fifty pairs of eyes watched me, Some curiously, and some full of tears. All the names I had to remember; Make myself heard above their cries. How on earth, was I, I wondered, Supposed to make all of them…
Read moreA newsletter?
Me? Writing one? OMG! I am feeling so many things all at once! Scared to the pit of my stomach! Yet, somewhere tiny butterflies of excitement flutter. I have always loved writing. It is my “thing”. Something that made me different from others. Something I was good at. Something that took me from being the…
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