By Kelly Seymour
Bells ringing,
Doors opening and closing
Announcements going on and off
Students surrounding every inch of my space
Wanting and needing all of me
To talk
To listen
To care
I wish I had more of me to share
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By Kelly Seymour
Bells ringing,
Doors opening and closing
Announcements going on and off
Students surrounding every inch of my space
Wanting and needing all of me
To talk
To listen
To care
I wish I had more of me to share
But life without even a little bit that you give would be so much less full. Hang in there. They need any part of you they get.
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You have boiled this down to an essence. The busy hum of a classroom and the desire for teachers to be able to do more…be more.
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I feel the same as you every day! We love all of it but go home so drained! We always want to do more! Great piece Kelly!
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Hang in there. In the few quiet moments, think about the ways that they also recharge you. The things that make you smile, the ones that touch your heart.
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If only you could clone yourself! School is a busy place and someone always needs something. Too many teachers have had the same thought in your poem.
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