WHERE THE mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action-
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
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I’m happy that you’re my teacher; I enjoy each lesson you teach. As my role model you inspire me To dream and to work and to reach.
With your kindness you get my attention; Every day you are planting a seed Of curiosity and motivation To know and to grow and succeed.
You help me fulfill my potential; I’m thankful for all that you’ve done. I admire you each day, and I just want to say, As a teacher, you’re number one!
–By Joanna Fuchs
A Teacher for All Seasons Poem
A teacher is like Spring, Who nurtures new green sprouts, Encourages and leads them, Whenever they have doubts.
A teacher is like Summer, Whose sunny temperament Makes studying a pleasure, Preventing discontent.
A teacher is like Fall, With methods crisp and clear, Lessons of bright colors And a happy atmosphere.
A teacher is like Winter, While it’s snowing hard outside, Keeping students comfortable, As a warm and helpful guide.
Teacher, you do all these things, With a pleasant attitude; You’re a teacher for all seasons, And you have my gratitude!
–By Joanna Fuchs
Sonnet For An Unforgettable Teacher
(Teacher’s name), When I began your class I think I knew The kind of challenges you’d make me face. You gave me motivation to pursue The best, and to reject the commonplace. Your thinking really opened up my mind. With wisdom, style and grace, you made me see, That what I’d choose to seek, I’d surely find; You shook me out of my complacency. I thank you now for everything you’ve done; What you have taught me I will not outgrow. Your kind attention touched my mind and heart; In many ways that you will never know. I will remember you my whole life through; I wish that all my teachers were like you.
When we stride or stroll across the frozen lake, We place our feet where they have never been. We walk upon the unwalked. But we are uneasy. Who is down there but our old teachers? Water that once could take no human weight- We were students then- holds up our feet, And goes on ahead of us for a mile. Beneath us the teachers, and around us the stillness
- Author Unknown
God Made Teachers
God understood our thirst for Knowledge, And Our Need To Be Led By someone wiser; He needed a heart of compassion, Of encouragement, and patience; Someone who would accept The Challenge Regardless Of The Opposition; Someone who could see potential And believe in the best in others . . . So he made teachers - Author Unknown
Two More Days Till School
I’m finally going to school this year, and now the big day’s almost here. I’ll learn to write and count and read– Only two more days till school.
I got new pants and shirts and socks, a brand-new red and blue lunch box; I’ll paint and sing and dance and play– Only one more day fill school.
My hair is washed, my sneakers squeak, I’m so excited, I can hardly speak! New things to do, new friends to meet– Hooray! It’s the first day of school!
- Leslie Kimmelman
For teaching children lessons, To help them as they grow, Let this gift remind you, You’re the best teacher we know!
- Author Unknown
A Loving Teacher
Things our grown-up mind defies Appear as giants in children’s eyes. A gentle touch upon her head A simple word when kindly said. Complete attention when she calls. Her knowing you have given all. Correcting in a loving way. Instilling trust in what you say.
Making her believe unique The tiny flaw upon her cheek. Admiring old and faded dresses. Reminding her we all make messes. Words of comfort you’ve softly spoken A promise you’ve made she knows won’t be broken. Your knowing her doll that was lost today Is just as important as bills you can’t pay.
Helping make her plans and schemes Giving her hope and building her dreams. All of this and so much more Is in her mind forever stored. They who touch her life awhile Can either make or break that child. Education is important, true,
But so much more, her faith in you. You’ve weathered through the storm and strife; You helped to build a small girl’s life. You’re truly one to be admired. For you gave more than was required.
- Pat McClain
Why I Went To The Foot
Why I went to the foot? Was ever a maiden so worried? I’ll admit I am partial to Jim, For Jimmie has promised to wed me When I’m old enough to wed him.
But then I love teacher, too, dearly, She’s always so lovely to me, And she’s pretty and kind and sweet-tempered, And gentle as gentle can be.
I wouldn’t for worlds hurt Jim’s feelings, For he never would like me again— But there was my dearest, sweet teacher, And I’d die if my words gave her pain.
“Two plus two equals what?” was the problem. And I knew teacher thought it made “four”; But Jimmie said “six,” and maintained it As long as he stood on the floor.
And I saw I must soon choose between them, For I was the next in the line. Should I side with my teacher or Jimmie? What a sad situation was mine!
And just as my heart with that problem Of friendship was so sorely vexed I was called on to answer the other, For teacher had said, sharply, “Next!”
It was then that the brilliant thought struck me, That by compromise I could contrive To hurt neither teacher nor Jimmie, And that’s how I came to say “five.”
- Ellis Parker Butler
Tribute To A Teacher
We held their hands the first day of school. Our hearts were filled with pride. There was an aura of fear and apprehension As we stood close to their side. We deposited our children at your door, Our most precious and prized possessions. We trusted that you would give them more Then Reading and Writing lessons. Our unspoken words were, give them self worth. They are little children, respect their rights. Teach them with love and remember compassion. Use a firm hand to break up their fights. As the years went by, you did us proud With your guiding hand and understanding smile. You gave much more then we expected. That was your way, your undeniable style. What higher tribute can we pay a teacher? To what greater heights can he ascend? Than to have his students praise his work, And to say “He is my friend.”
- Myrna Beth Lambert
You Are My Special Teacher
You are my special teacher I just want you to know I always had fun in your class How the time has flown!
Thank you for helping me To learn all that I know I will always remember you Even when I’m grown!
I’ll miss you being my teacher I know the reason why I am feeling very sad Because it’s time to say goodbye
- Author Unknown
When You Thought I Wasn’t Looking
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you displayed my first report, and I wanted to do another. When you thought I wasn’t looking, you fed a stray cat, and I thought it was good to be kind to animals. When you thought I wasn’t looking, you gave me a sticker, and I knew that things were special things. When you thought I wasn’t looking, you put your arm around me, and I felt loved. When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt–but that it’s all right to cry. When you thought I wasn’t looking, you smiled, and it made me want to look that pretty too. When you thought I wasn’t looking, you cared, and I wanted to be everything I could be. When you thought I wasn’t looking–I looked…and wanted to say thanks for all those things you did when you thought I wasn’t looking.
- Mary Rita Schilke Korzan
Thank you, my teacher, for being there At times when skies were gray
Thank you, my teacher, for lending an ear When I had things to say You showered love on me lavishly When no one seemed to care You brought me joys untold To fill my heart with moments of gold I would have felt isolated and lonely If you had not been there I lack the words to let you know How much you mean to me, But I will profusely thank God for you Until the Eternity.
- Maryam Mashhadi
Teacher Appreciation Poem
T is for talented that you surely are E is for explaining so patiently A is for the ability to make the class fun C is for correcting us when we were wrong H is for helping us in every way E is for encouraging us to do our best R is for rare, there is only one of you! So thank you special teacher; we think you’re great too!
- Author Unknown