Lessons Learned…
The Mirror
Look on the wall, there’s a mirror,
After looking around I see no one is
near
So I try it, I try it.
Making my hand move so fine
Ha! Look at that! It is copying mine
And I see it, I see it!
Oh mirror, mirror I can see
Your motion does depend on me.
I blink my eye, so do you
I clap my hands and you do it too
Let’s stomp our feet now to the beat
now;
Upon my face I place a frown
Just then the corners of your mouth
are turning down
You’re just like me!
Oh mirror, mirror I can see
Your motion does depend on me.
When all at once, to my surprise
The mirror image left and tears
filled my eyes
It was a window
And I did not know.
by darcy hill
Teaching. It
bears a weight of responsibility such as no other. Precious children, uniquely
gifted, wired, inspired, filled with wonder and dreams and infinite potential
to touch, change and serve this world as no one else can; these are the
treasures entrusted to our care eight hours a day, five days a week, nine
months a year, every year throughout their most formative years. With clay feet
and great weakness, I stand before each class, each day in full knowledge of my
inadequacy. What have I to give them but love, encouragement, and the best of
what I have and am. I am honored and
humbled to be a teacher.
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