I am hard at work on the book today. However, my son and I did write this little poem last week so I thought I’d share. Last week was Teacher Appreciation Week at my 11-year-old’s school. They did a circus theme this year. There are three 6th grade classrooms and teachers. Being a teacher is incredibly challenging work and is greatly under-recognized. I don’t know how they do it. We wrote this for them as a way to say “Thank you for all that you do”:

The big top a school,
Three rooms are their rings.
They lead with the grace
Of flyers on swings.

They are ringmasters.
They juggle class clowns.
They reign in the monkeys
When they’re horsing around.

They sooth momma bears
When report cards spell doom.
Mounds of ungraded tests are
The elephant in the room.

They jump through hoops
Just like the big cats
To fulfill state requirements,
And maintain Knapp’s stats.

Their job is a circus.
They do it with ease,
Like an artist in flight
Upon a trapeze.

 

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