Math Teacher: My Journey Poem by Ken Rozen Meniano

Numbers? they don't mean easy to me
Being a Math teacher.
I struggled too.
How to let you understand,
The way I learn how those numbers get
into my brain of passing you.
My heart beats the pity of you.
It says give the kid a little joy
by making 70 into 74.49% and teaches my soul
the beauty of rounding numbers.

How I toil day and night.
How I ponder where shall I give you another mark.
Will it be in your performance?
But when I call you, you just answer me "ing"
Will it be in your written work?
But your paper nor notebook is blank.
And when I ask you what should I check?
You will answer me " what are you looking for?
Isn't it obvious"?
So, where my child, do I give rate you?
Then, you will answer me.
"Because I am submitting you my paper,
even it is blank, Ma'am! "