Teacher, Teacher

At times my heart would feel broken, when I couldn’t see him through it all, When he read his first words or worked out his math, But especially when I saw him fall, You see my child is a gift from God, He is exceptional in every way, So putting him into school was difficult but these teachers knew I didn’t play. 

As a former educator myself, I was unhappy with the educational system. My child couldn’t read, he barely would talk and it was so easy for most teachers to miss him. 

But through patience and kindness, through commitment and hard work, I owe these teachers more than a hug, My child is now reading, his mind is now turning, and he’s motivated without all the tugs.

“I’ll own a bus company”, “I’ll code for Roblox”, are some of the things he would say. It’s because of his teachers, my child has big dreams and I truly feel he’s on his way. 

A teacher’s an Angel, a vessel from God, the one that we underpay. So let us salute them, like the royalty they are, for they show our children the way.