Teachers - Poem by Francie Lynch
Parents are your first teachers;
But if they were permissive,
Teachers have rules they follow through on.
If parents were too strict,
Teachers cut you slack.
If you fall, they may or may not pick you up.
If you were abused, they will report it,
Despite all your objections.
If you've been excluded, you're now in a class.
If you're really smart, they'll show you how much there is to learn.
If you're struggling, they'll show you how to learn.
If you're afraid, stand beside a teacher.
If you're a bully, you'll confront your victims.
If you're in doubt, they'll search you out.
If you're cocky, they'll trim your spurs.
If you're lonely, they have room.
If you need solitude, they have a room.
If you're in love, they know the season;
If you know hate, they know the reason.
When you compete, they're in the seats.
When you're sad, or conflicted,
They taught Moses, Jesus and Mohamed,
Teachers beget teachers.
They instructed Socrates, Aristotle and Plato;
They put us in North America and on the moon.
They worked with Salk and Banting, Gates and Jobs;
Why, they even taught our parents,
But not everyone learns.
'Hey, teachers, don't leave those kids alone.'
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