In Juanita’s Class
In Juanita’s class the words fly
The desks are set, side be side,
That let us see each face, and in the middle
The teacher, kindly sharing, speaking
Points kindly taken amongst the chatter.
We are the students. Few days to go
Studied, yelled, our minds do grow,
Asked and were asked, and now we sit
In Juanita’s class.
Others have done the teaching task:
Now it is in our hands we have
The knowledge; spread it to many.
We cannot fail those who depend
To hold the honor, of words that fly
In Juanita’s class.
By: Pre-Service Teacher
Rodney Gust (1975- )
College of Education, MU
I feel so special to see my name so many times. But it's really your class, this class of pre-service teachers ... note the "teachers" part of your title. You're teachers already, you know.
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