Category: teaching

New Attitude

I need a new attitude To the work I do It’s tiring and intense It drains you to the core Exhaustion seeps through every pore. On a great day I love it The victories make me roar These big moments So few and far…

Seven days

I am released at 2:30pm From the daily grind. Friday is the most exhausting Faces faced – two straight lines. Filed into class today Sat in allocated seating They looked at books, and wall and chairs Threw some sticks around And when they finally…

Do not blame your kids

Some parents should be shot. I know that’s rather blunt But if you don’t want your kids Use contraceptives or just don’t. I know mistakes are made I know things aren’t always planned But do not blame your kids When things years ago got…

Unable

A deep sadness settles About the hopelessness I feel Unable to fight the fight Unable to speak the words Unable to change an outcome Unable just unable   I have not the skills nor knowhow To change how others think I cannot force a…

The Carolina Reaper

Sometimes a day of teaching Is heart wrenching or worse And sometimes the job of teaching Really has it’s perks   A group of lads and lasses, and everyone inbetween Decided on a challenge Eating chillies so it seemed. They did not decide on…

The let down

That feeling after the tenterhooks That feeling of complete depression The one that saps the energy The one that drains The one that makes all thoughts so hard That is the feeling.   You work so hard You bust your guts You fight for…

Leave it at the Bridge

There is a bridge On my way home And it’s where I leave my thoughts The bad and not so good ones.   You see I have taught for many a year In tough schools that no one’s heard of. I’ve taught the rough,…

I wonder

  I wonder how long I have left in me To be on the go To talk constantly To put myself out there Out of my comfort zone Constantly forcing myself to grow Constantly forcing a challenge. I wonder how long I can keep…

I flee exhausted

I am tired and exhausted And it’s only the start of Term 2 This teaching gig is getting kind of tough. I bust my guts Day in day out And seem to fight the undefeatable I am tired and exhausted It’s not yet 7pm…

I am defeated

As I sit here on a morning Before the day has really hit I am peaceful but I’m sad Thinking of the kids I’ve missed. I know I cannot do it all That I can only reach a few But I think of the…