Happy Teacher's Day

Melting moments for all wonderful teachers.

My Favourite Teacher Poem

The Teacher By Tim Bete

Thirty years ago she began teaching young children in their threes

and fours;she didn't know much about children at first,but over time

learned more and more.She gave them hugs and wiped their tears,

and never left them alone;she guided them through the small things,

which often turned out to be milestones.

Her first students are all grown now,and she waves to them when

they pass;there's a banker, a writer, a lawyer, an artist,and parents

with children in her class. To those who ask if she plays all day,

she says with a gleam in her eye that she teaches bankers to add

and subtract,and artists the color of the sky. She teaches the alphabet

to writers, and lawyers what it means to be fair; she teaches politicians

to take their turn,and executives how to share.

She knows that what's learned in the sandbox will influence them for

years to come; it's the little things that shape them, so impressionable

are the young. If you too work with children,and dance and sing and

play, don't forget that you shape the future by whom you teach today.