In the beginning,
there was a good teacher.
And the good teacher taught
with passion and with eloquence.
The good teacher taught with love
and compassion.
The good teacher touched many lives
forever with light, love, and learning.
Those were
the best of times.
One day the good teacher awoke
to a siege of terror
creeping into her classroom –
the Great Teacher Displacement
had begun while she was asleep.
Her voice was dismissed.
Her power was slowly drained.
And her students stumbled more
fell more
searched more
and started losing the precious seeds
of education.
These are the worst of times.
These are the times that try men souls.
These are the events that spark –
a revelation
a renovation
a reimagination
a reformation
and most importantly ~
a revolution.
Let the revolution break forth.
Poetic Justice 
Reblogged this on David R. Taylor-Thoughts on Texas Education.
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Just had a conversation today with some colleagues about how sad it is that everything that is happening in education has even the most experienced teachers questioning if we’re doing our jobs well.
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SO TRUE…The age of wisdom…the age of foolishness. Beautiful write. Nan
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So beautifully and poignantly written. I miss teaching so much.
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Beautiful, poignant and very very sad. I am retiring in 2 weeks, after more than 30 years of teaching, just because I can no longer justify what I am being forced to do in my classroom.
Thank you for your eloquence.
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True. Very touching
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