Before my first breath, I attended class
Listening to voices and what they said
Words too complex for my understanding
Yet their inflections and tones stirred within
Little did I know, I’d find a career
In this place I had never even seen
I walked up to the biggest place I’d seen
My birthday, the first day of my first class
Only five, no plan for any career
But absorbing all my first teacher said
A desire to learn, growing within
A calling beyond my understanding
Six years of growing, new understanding
Walking on stage, looking at all I’d seen
And come to know, teachers touched me within
Inspired me to learn and love each class
Moving on, I absorbed all that they said
Somehow knowing it would be my career
Shy and nervous, middle school pushed that career
To the side, no friends with understanding.
Focusing on class, I hid what was said.
In that new world, cliques I had never seen
Tried to disrupt my enjoyment of class
Hurting those dreams for the future within
Five years later, a new spark was within
Taking a class for that future career
I learned and grew and absorbed that new class
Working with students and understanding
Their lives, talking, teaching. Seeing
Potential in them. “Thank you,” they said.
Soon, I’ll thank them for all that they said.
For their influence on my heart within
Opening my mind to what could be seen
That it’s so much more than just a career…
About stirring, listening, understanding
And I can’t wait to inspire my own class.
“Don’t be a teacher”, they said, not understanding.
But deep within my heart, it’s more than what is seen,
More than a career… it’s our future in a class.