Susan T. Aparejo
Susan T. Aparejo Poems
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Hero In The Classroom
A simple being, hero in the classrooms,
Pen and lesson plans are his tools
In imparting knowledge to his learners
a father/ mother of almost sixty.
Teaching children of not his blood,
Nurturing then of knowledge flood,
Burning midnight candles,
Doesn't matter all,
their achievements are his goal.
Addressing different learning styles,
With various teaching aids on files,
Preparing a friendly atmosphere,
Even none from his relatives care.
The forgotten hero in the classroom,
Toiling overtime forgetting time,
You wonder he is ...
Journey To What Is Due
Many years covered the thought that book my dream,
the sweat of struggles left no easy kindled token,
from Monday to Friday to some, for me never,
never I stop toiling the soil for the service of the will,
shout round me, from land and see, but yet I know
there's gold even in the barren of snow.
Yes, I stumble, but move, stand, walk, heads up!
my dream has almost shattered, frozen and glued,