With schools opening around the country over the next two
weeks, I thought I would share a poem that I hope is a reminder of why we teach
and why parents depend so much on the teacher. This one is written from a
parent’s point of view and is a reminder of our sacred trust. I hope you have a
good start to your new year.
The First Day of
School
by Russ Walsh
by Russ Walsh
Today, dear teacher, I deliver to you
my heart, my life, my son.
my heart, my life, my son.
He’s not perfect:
One day he’s noisy,
Next day he’s careless,
Next day he’s both.
Treat
him kindly;
Guide
his growth.
I assure you, dear teacher,
you’ll
learn his name quickly.
He has his opinions.
He speaks them loudly,
Displays them proudly,
So sure he’s right.
Respect
his feelings:
Harsh
words can bite.
I should warn you dear teacher,
he has
no patience for seatwork.
But he’s not lazy,
Just likes to ponder,
And let his mind wander
In every which way direction.
Value
his thinking;
Allow
reflection.
Today dear teacher, I deliver to you
my
heart, my life, my son.
I ask that you listen.
I ask that you watch.
I ask that you care.
And give
him a hug,
When I’m
not there.
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