I spent last night with my composition book flipping through the pages,
Trying to find the right piece that I thought would engage us.
But, I quickly determined that none of them really spoke to my heart.
Nor gave the words to you that I wished to impart.
I don’t want to get ahead of myself, so let me start from the beginning:
There once was this awkward little girl that wanted nothing but to fit in
But try as she may she was never cool enough or strong enough or pretty enough
To say the least a lot of her younger years were really rough.
And, unlike the fairy tales of yore, this ugly little duckling never blossomed into a swan,
But rather she struggled as the years passed on.
She didn’t really have any friends that she could turn to,
So she looked to her teachers when she felt blue.
But none of them took the time to know who she was or to really listen and hear her pain
They’d laugh when she’d ask for help and send her away time and time again.
But, she wanted to be better than those that never spared her a second glance
So she went to school and became a teacher believing everyone has a chance.
So now that girl is the teacher that stands before you today
Hoping that you listen to the words she wants to say.
You make me not only want to be a better teacher
But also a better person for each one here.
Four years ago, you walked into my classroom young and full of possibilities
And, I was so grateful for the many opportunities
That you gave me to talk and to laugh
About books and school and life, knowing all the while we were off task.
And, now here we are once again, a second chance to be better than before
Whether I’ve fulfilled that role, I’m not really sure.
Because I know I have my flaws, of course I do
I can name them, and I’m sure you could, too.
But above all you gave me all that I could ever want
A chance for that duckling to finally feel like a swan
So, what I’d really like for you to know
Is that from day one captured my heart and soul.
My world was changed for the better the minute you walked through my door
Thank you, to each of you, for touching my heart like never before.
Rachael Collins
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