Glad to be called a Teacher!

It’s not my name, though
But a title I’ve come to like
Since I use every opportunity
To impart knowledge.
I learned this art from Jesus,
Who gave up his rest when fatigue disagreed
To quench the thirst of his listeners,
Those that followed him wherever he went.
Like Jesus, my students are my friends and my children
They live in my heart, even beyond the classroom –
‘’That regimented enclosure that frustrates learning.’’
In a free clime and space, wherewith them I tangle
As we together explore answers to their worries.

Copyright © Ndidi Ugo-Nkwoala | SpilledwoordsYear | 2020

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