Did you ever have someone say to you, <br /> "Why do you teach? Is it worth your while?" <br /> That starts me to pondering and actually wondering <br /> If my answer makes sense; that I find recompense <br /> In seeking the tenderness, temperament mild, <br /> So often found in the heart of a child. <br /> Did you ever have someone exclaim, <br /> "Why all the pain? You cannot hope to train <br /> All of them to be great. It isn't their allotted Fate." <br /> I say it isn't tiring to try to be inspiring. <br /> There's glory in watching them grow and unfold. <br /> There's something in the life of a child. <br /> Did you ever thoughtlessly say, <br /> "I feel sorry for you, what you go through, <br /> Trying to teach. It's a fruitless reach!" <br /> Some cannot conceive, nor would they believe, <br /> That the real compensation is their emulation; <br /> There's something in the mind of a child. <br /> Then I would ask if you've ever seen <br /> A child find his place, the light on his face, <br /> As he stands beaming, his bright eyes gleaming <br /> Over work done well. I catch the spell <br /> And raise my own face to seek God's good grace. <br /> There's something in the face of a child. <br /> Again I ask from a humble heart, <br /> Who is the teacher, the learner of the art? <br /> She guides his learning, he grows tall; <br /> She watches warily, lest he should fall. <br /> This is the challenge that truly is great. <br /> There's something about a teacher and a child.<br /><br />Josie Herrington Cloud<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-s-something-about-a-child/
