To walk into a room,

the walls adorned with art,

poets words 

are begging to fall

into papers below.  

 

This is what I want to do.  

 

The career I seek is one out of need, 

to be the one who fosters, teaches and inspires

those who need a base, a roof, a pillar

when all they have been given is a a meek shelter.

 

This is what I want to do.  

 

Not to mold but,

to ignite a flaming spark

that shoots through their veins spilling

onto paper as,

words. paint. art.

 

A credential to teach in the primary;

The mastery in sciences,

arithmetic, languages,

and the love for instilling passions and laying foundations.

 

Whereas, to teach in the secondary;

A devotion to an area of expertise

with the wisdom of a high school senior

in an adult vessel.  

 

This is what I want to do.  

 

Some news articles

tout that the jobs are expected to grow,

while others state the unrelenting truth

that mentors are underappreciated, underrepresented, and underpaid.

 

This is still what I want to do.  

 

However,

they fail to realize something of paramount importance. 

I'm only human and my need to be needed is fulfilled

when I step into the classroom and a couple dozen students stare right up at me with assorted gazes of boredom, freedom, and hunger for knowledge.  

 

All of my selected pupils will enter with different desires.

 

Some with the desire to leave and go home.

Some with the desire to escape home.

Some with the desire to have a place to call home. 

Some with the desire to come home, anew.  

 

But,

Our time, will not be wasted.

 

It's not for the paycheck.

It's not for the attention.

It's not for the power to rule.

It's not for the privileges.

 

It's all for those before me who gave the support I desperately needed. 

Its for the ones who stayed long after the bell ended to open my eyes for the lesson misunderstood.

It's for the mentors before me who gave me the knowledge to be better then yesterday. 

It's for the teachers who pushed me to become a hard worker.

its all for those older then me who gave me the prodding of truth to awaken my passions.

 

It's something I want to do for others.  

Teaching to me is a dream job come true.  

 

They planted the seeds in my path 

so that I could grow into a fiery rose

illuminating the wandering seeds younger then me

so they can reach the stars I could not.  

 

It will become a reality. 

It's a dream I will do.