2, 4, 6, 8 Who do We Appreciate—Teachers!

Last day of school! Who would have guessed the mixed blessing that is? I am happy and sad all together. And really should be preparing for vacation, but need to pause for a moment first.

With another school year come to an end, I can’t help but reflect. There have been field trips, assemblies, tests, projects, praise, and the occasional admonishment to classes that just can’t always control the moment. Incredible growth and learning has filled the days, not to mention a few challenges along the way. Maturity comes with a price and it isn’t always pretty. Fidget spinners, frenemies, and tween angst aside though, it is all good at the end of the year.

And as much as summer vacation is wonderful, the piece that makes me sad is saying goodbye to teachers and school admin. Some will not be returning and others will step out of my children’s lives from the role they played this year. Both my girls were blessed with some mighty fine teachers and I know that isn’t always the case people are dealt. Our school will be losing several upstanding teachers who have often gone far beyond the minimum mandate of what it is to be a teacher. Know that I see what you do, even when it feels like nobody else notices. Whichever role you get to play moving forward, I hope the people you meet on your path know and appreciate all you do.

Teachers

P1050623So an ode to the teachers
who take one step beyond.
Those who make it to school
and work hard on the bond.

You work hard each day
to learn from and to teach
with children so varied;
compliant, to those hard to reach.

The hours are long.
The effort is great,
from marking to coaching,
know that I appreciate.

Please keep stepping up.
Always offer the extra mile,
because the ones you inspire most
might be the ones most in need of a smile.

Thank you for all you do Teachers!

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Celebration Days

poetry

the world is my stage
to let artistic thoughts fly
on poetry day
#worldpoetryday

forests

a breath of your air
your carpeted floor on feet
my forest, our world
#internationaldayofforests #IntlForestDay

single parents

one pair of arms
one set of eyes
one beat of time
– for you
all I ever wished for
all I ever needed
all I can ever give
– to you
#singleparentday

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The girls who inspire poetry in their favourite place—the forest

Ambedo

Ambedo

This morning I got lost in ambedo.
Rain on windowpane,
puddling a stain
on my resting soul.
Rivulets washed away
cold winter’s grip,
bruised sunshine drip;
its hold tentative, frayed…
Icy pangs quicksilver;
now softened to Spring thaw—
a hint of damp huzza—
yet days forward still a mere blur.
Today’s hold in these stark drops
or tomorrow’s clear release – stop.