Tuesday 23 September 2014

Teacher's Fun

I saw this picture on Facebook and it made me think about the time I've spent working with children and the way it impacts the rest of my life. To me, having fun and living life is so much more important than grades and achievement. Those things come with time and experience, none of which can be gained without happiness. It''s a shame that some children I have met don't share this view, and at such young ages are only concerned about their attainment. I wrote this quickly, but was happy with the outcome, I hope you enjoy :)

Teacher's Fun

Run, jump, scream and shout,
Spinning around the roundabout.
Clapping hands, squeaks of joy.
Playing tea parties with every toy!
Paints and glitter, spread the glue,
See what else there is to do!
Reading stories, so much fun,
The robot book is my best one.
Hands move round the ticking clock,
Then suddenly it's time to stop.
Greet the parents at the door.
Teaching fun is what I'm here for!





Saturday 20 September 2014

This is a very short poem written a while back, I found it in my diary when reading through old entries. 

Bruised

They'll ask what happened to me that day
One slip back, that's what I'll say
Smiles and hugs with gentle words
They don't believe what they just heard.


Red Art...

A different style of poem to normal, someone asked if my poems all had the same rhythm to them and I realised the majority did! So I thought I would try something new; Quite dark for my first poem in a few months, enjoy!



Shh now
Need sleep
More drink
Dreams creep
Night time
Dark thoughts
Day time
face taught
Sharp blade
Cold heart
Pain made
Red Art
Words hurt
Hurt heals
Dumb girl
Blood spills