05/10/2023
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โ๏ธTeacher's Point of View
๐จ Elian Benjamin D. Aglugub
In a quiet classroom, where knowledge is shared,
A teacher stands, their love and care displayed.
With chalk in hand, they write upon the board,
Guiding young minds towards dreams and reward.
But hidden beneath their brave and beaming smile, Lies a pain that is felt, but kept hidden, a while.
For behind closed doors, when the day is through, Teachers shed tears, for their students they grew.
They cry for the ones who go unnoticed,
The ones who struggle, feeling unnoticed.
Their hearts ache for the lost and confused,
Whose potential is great, yet often abused.
They weep for the time they cannot always give,
Knowing their limitations, though it's their wish to live, In the problems and issues their students face,
To alleviate the burdens, to bring joy and grace.
They shed tears for the late sleepless nights,
Preparing lessons, making things just right.
Pouring their heart and soul into every plan,
Hoping to inspire, to make a lasting stand.
They mourn for the moments they cannot control,
When a student's potential slips through the fold.
They long to reach every child, to ignite their flame, But sometimes circumstances bring them shame.
For every tear they cry, a lesson learned,
For every struggle faced, a bridge has been earned. Teachers' cries are an anthem, a song of care,
A testament to love, a dedication rare.
So let's not forget the tears that they've shed,
The sacrifices made, as they bravely tread.
Teachers are heroes, their cry is a sign,
Of their undying passion, for their students, defined.
