I love finding poems and stories like this, it makes me happy in knowing that I am going into a great field of study by becoming a teacher. So here it is, this is the most recent poem I found and kept on my computer about teachers, it’s a habbit of mine and I hope you enjoy this one. Anyone going to be or already a teacher, I’m sure you can relate.
WHOSE CHILD IS THIS?
Author Unknown
“Whose child is this?” I asked one day
Seeing a little one out at play
“Mine”, said the parent with a tender smile
“Mine to keep a little while
To bathe his hands and comb his hair
To tell him what he is to wear
To prepare him that he may always be good
And each day do the things he should”
“Whose child is this?” I asked again
As the door opened and someone came in
“Mine”, said the teacher with the same tender smile
“Mine, to keep just for a little while
To teach him how to be gentle and kind
To train and direct his dear little mind
To help him live by every rule
And get the best he can from school”
“Whose child is this?” I ask once more
Just as the little one entered the door
“Ours” said the parent and the teacher as they smiled
And each took the hand of the little child
“Ours to love and train together
Ours this blessed task forever.”