I am working my way back into blogging on a daily basis. This is a wonderful poem about becoming a teacher. Children are a gift from God to teachers, parents, and grandparents.
The Teacher’s Prayer
Posted on October 12, 2017 by ivonprefontaine
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About ivonprefontaineIn keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms. I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders. I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs. I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry. I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry. I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.
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Thank you for sharing! Really a wonderful poem. We can learn much more from the kids if we are willing to accept. Have a nice Friday! 😉 Michael
You are welcome Michael. Take care and enjoy.
Thx a lot!;-) Michael
as a teacher, mother and grandmother, i thank you for this lovely poem
You are welcome.
Awesome post sir😇
I will never forget my best teachers. A gift to students, to be sure.
They are and we do not forget them.
Heart warming. I can just see them looking in each other’s eyes. What a beautiful poem.
It is a beautiful poem. It reminded me of what called me into teaching.
So beautiful! (‘∀’●)
It is a reminder of why teachers teach.
A moment when I was poor, I decided a life of teaching wouldn’t be economically feasible. Instead I choose a business career. Now I feel poorer for the decision.
Thanks for the poem.
You are welcome George. Teaching is a calling. I left private industry and it was several years after I graduated before I matched my income. It was over a decade all told.
Too late for me. I think of all the kids I could have helped and feel guilty I chose a different path.
The path we are each on is our path.
Very Lao-Tsu of you. Reminds me of a funny from the past. “No matter where the road of life takes you, wherever you go, there you are.”
I can only be in the present moment and place.
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