My Students, My Inspiration



My Students! My Inspiration!                               

Come one and Come all,
Listen to my tale so tall
This happened some few years ago
Taught me some valuable lessons you know!

It was September 5th – Teacher’s Day
To my class I slowly made my way
From a distance I did notice
The door was shut, the room in darkness
Usually a noisy boisterous class
Every teacher would say, as they would pass
All of a sudden so hushed and quiet
Most rare and unusual sight

“Where are the kids, where did they hide?”
I pushed open the door and fell back surprised
As forty-five little heads jumped up from under their desks
Like those scary jack-in-the-boxes, startling me to death!

They chorused and squealed, with a bunch of roses red
“HAPPY TEACHER’S DAY , MISS” they all said
I was jolted and surprised , needless to say
To wish me on my special day, this way!
“A lovely surprise indeed my dears”,
“Thank you, Thank you” – my eyes welled up with tears.

However, this tale doesn’t end just here
Oh no, read on, there’s more my dear
And what I’m about to relate in the next few lines
Shows how a teacher’s job can never be undermined.

A teacher’s job is the reward itself of being a teacher
She’s a mentor, a guide, a mother, a preacher

A few students ran up to me and asked
Who were seated at the end, the very last
“Jayshree Miss, did you get a shock? Were you surprised?” they did shout
‘Of-course”, I responded, “Didn’t you see how my eyes nearly popped out !”

“You all scared the wits out of me!
 I was truly surprised, can’t you see!
Thank you so much, my little children
For the lovely flowers tied with a ribbon!”

“No! No! Miss”, they pleaded and begged,
 “Please tell us, that you already knew instead”
‘Knew about this?” I repeated, puzzled and perplexed.
But decided to play along, I chimed ‘oh yes yes – I knew about it!”
No sooner had I said that, when a few kids turned around
And thundered to the rest of the crowd
 “Now, who let the cat out of the bag?”
I knew then, what they were getting at.

The biggest, happiest and proudest smile sat on my face
For you see my dear friends, they were only the fourth grade race
Just a couple of weeks ago I had introduced them to idioms and phrases
And how to use them for applause and praises

And use it often in their daily conversations
With their friends, parents, teachers and relations
If they wanted to become excellent speakers
And impress all their friends and teachers.

This amusing anecdote soon set me thinking
As the thought in my head was gently sinking
How true it is that innocent children,
Always eager to please their teacher when
She fondly teaches them in a gentle way
They are so willing to implicitly obey
Their teachers’ words and what they say.
Even to the extent of “creating” a situation
To prove their point, without hesitation.

(I wonder if they would do the same
With their own parents!)
Indeed we teachers are a “Blessed Lot”
To wield such power in the minds of these young tots.

Isn’t it then, our moral responsibility
To use our ability, capability and creativity
To put our best foot forward and nurture these young minds
With loving care, dedicated work and being tender and kind?

Isn’t it then, our duty foremost
To put our heart and soul
Into our profession that we chose?
To be a candle lighting childrens’ path
To have a special place in every child’s heart.
After all, we are here not for the salary or the pay
We are into this, because we love teaching all the way!

This little incident inspires me always
To do better than my best,  each day all days.

About this poem

The Poem is a narrative and tells us about how teachers play a profound role in shaping the minds of their students, and how the students themselves are an inspiration to the teachers.

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Written on September 22, 2015

Submitted by ravi.jayshree on September 26, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme A BBCC DDEEFFXX XXXX GGDDEX XXXH II XXJJ KKAA XGXXXXXX LLMM NNOO PPAXDDDAA XXXX KKXH XXXXXDD QQ
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 3,564
Words 658
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 1, 4, 8, 4, 6, 4, 2, 4, 4, 8, 4, 4, 9, 4, 4, 7, 2

JAYSHREE RAVI

Jayshree Ravi is a school teacher-librarian, based in Chennai, India. Her deep love and passion for literature, makes her dabble in poetry and inspire her students also to express their thoughts and feelings through this creative medium. more…

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