Category Archives: Poems about Teaching

naked truth

here’s all I knew: you were a no-nonsense father and fundamentalist preacher by trade but that was enough to put me on alert for our parent-teacher conference since your son was a little scamp I remember hearing your cleated shoes … Continue reading

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“This is just to say”

I have read all the short stories that were in the anthology and which you probably assigned with good intentions Forgive me for saying there were mostly uninspiring so superficial and so out of date

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Jackie Olds: state of the art

Exceptional ed teacher puts on her smile As she bustles along another day. Methods-class honed, she’s become versatile. The faculty meeting takes quite awhile. A tidy hall pass will start right away. Exceptional ed teacher puts on her smile. A … Continue reading

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the business of study halls

during my first semester of teaching I was assigned a study hall in the cafeteria during the last period of the day, no less think of dust motes and stale air, think of antsy adolescents, think of everyone juiced for … Continue reading

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