Susan T. Aparejo
My Impression “ It Could Be Done! ” - Poem by Susan T. Aparejo
Last Tuesday the 29th of this month (March 2011)
My mind said that it couldn't be done,
Reading Orientation? School Forms?
Recognition? My mind was in great confusion!
Then I said again 'maybe it couldn't, be done '
Maam Maphy and Maam Flor had said
It could be done!
And secondary has nothing to run!
For we too have to plan
For these slow and non readers that explode like a bomb!
As I stepped my feet in this venue,
My sense of pride comes anew,
As the chosen few to hear the Division’s
Great leaders reading visions
rekindled a renewed enthusiasm for my profession.
Then, I started to say ‘ It might be done”
The day had started with seasoned speakers,
From Maruco? the “Mmmmm dolch and the Fullers!
Wow! ! ! great breakers for non- readers!
A thump up sign for all of you
Then I said, if only all teachers
Are fuller, dolch and marungco users
Then surely, no more slow and non readers
In secondary level.
Genres in reading in array for enhancement,
From jazz chant, readers and chamber theater,
Verse choir, to tongue twisters,
Enliven us all secondary mentors,
As we took off our coats and
took off our hats,
As we lift of our chins and sparks our grins,
Without hesitating, we follow the trends,
We started to sing as we tackled the things
That I couldn't be done, but we all have done! .
Then at last I said “ It could all be done! ’
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failures for our clients;
there are also thousands who point out to you, one by one,
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That 'cannot be done, ' yet we have done it.
for this orientation is a grand success!
For it worth every minute
As the secondary level is extremely impressed!
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