Sunday, December 21, 2014

As teachers we believe that something must be done...


Sharing our experiences, our successes, our failures, is a great way to help other teachers and to contribute with educational reform." Robert John Meehan

"Some students can be extremely frustrating, distant and downright irritating, but they are children, and should be treated as such." Robert John Meehan

 
"The teacher’s demonstrated attitude of respect and empathy can be a significant factor in successfully working with challenging students." Robert John Meehan

"Make sure that our methodology is not simply packaging old wine in new bottles. Teaching today requires a whole new vineyard." Robert John Meehan

"Children need to be challenged and pushed, not to the point where they give up but to the point where they think, "Wow, look at me go!" Robert John Meehan

"As teachers we believe that something must be done. We can’t just sit down and wait for other people to do something." Robert John Meehan

"Teachers are unique problem solvers by character, temperament, and resilience. Teachers can not be manufactured." Robert John Meehan

"If a strong parent is lacking to demand excellence and instill them with a desire to get better in everything they do, then teachers must fill that role." Robert John Meehan

"Teaching requires risk, an acceptance of uniqueness, a rejection of any form of discrimination and it requires a critical thought of its current practices." Robert John Meehan


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Thursday, December 11, 2014

A SIMPLE MATTER





 A SIMPLE MATTER
By Robert John Meehan

 My pencil is on the floor
Just what am I to do
I'll not get it with my feet
As the other children do

The test has already started
I'm in danger of falling behind
If only a fellow student
Would return it in ample time

My palms are now sweating
My frustration's beginning to show
No talking is permitted
Thus my pencil lies below

If my eyes were to wander
For a helping hand to find
Would my teacher be believing
Or would questions of cheating be defined

As I squirm anxiously in my seat
There's sweat forming on my brow
I wantingly glance beneath me
Believing I'll  retrieve it yet somehow

A commotion I could make
But others I would distract
Or an illness I could fake
With a slim chance the test retake

I glance up at the clock
With feelings of dismal shock
Wishing in my predicament
My teacher soon takes stock

I hesitatingly raise my hand
As a tear trickles down my cheek
Hoping and praying all along
That my teacher's eyes and mine do meet

But much to my dismay
She's still  looking another way
With hopes of finishing diminishing
I'll need find yet another way

I swallow a gulp of air
In hopes of clearing my throat
In need of my teacher's attention
To questions with answers yet unwrote

In fear of promoting a commotion
I begrudgingly bury my head
Any hopes of a successful solution
Are lost in my feelings of dread

With a tap on my shoulder from behind me
And a tug on my chair's brake release
My teacher's whispering voice reminds me
My wheelchair's brake to release 

With a smile and a nod to assure me
To put my worst expectations to rest
My teacher returns me my pencil
And on I continue my test  




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