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The Life-Changer


Kids hate school. That isn't a surprise, Especially the older ones, the ones Who can't find a point to the formulas or Calculations, the prose analyzation and Those stupid fill-in-the-bubble, Make sure it's dark and heavy tests that Do not determine who you are as a person. Which is what kids are. Teachers forget that... We have feelings and emotions! We aren't just hormone-run droids who Enjoy making you annoyed with our noise; Listen... to... it. Listen to our thoughts and dreams, Our fears and actually fill our heads with material That will give us a future, not just help you Meet your quotas; Listen to me, my future my dreams my hope Is to be the kind of teacher that we, that I have always... Wanted. The kind that can change a life; Kids like me. I want to be a teacher. Which is a profession that should ground itself In a student's mind and soul Not give preference to who did or did not Make the honor roll. A profession where the teacher gives and The student gives back; A fulfilling relationship that has The makings of something great. Listen... Do you hear me?
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