“the teacher”

I think I was in a “Chicken Soup For The Soul” phase when I penned this down. For me, it’s one of my best works till date!

THE TEACHER

“A well-read mind is like an oyster, it has the ability to produce pearls of wisdom from grains of sand.”

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They listened to her, rapt with attention.

Taking in the coat of fake fur, & the face lined with tension.

She was their new teacher,

This frail, mouse-like creature.

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Though her appearance was neat & tidy, her wispy brow hair & dark old clothes,

Spoke of relentless poverty, & of shabby houses along dingy roads.

Such was the appearance of their new teacher,

This poverty-ridden, tidy creature.

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But when she spoke, she seemed to rise tall.

On & on her strong voice would drone. Beneath her wisdom, her humble roots seemed to fall.

So bright was the personality of their new teacher,

This wise & intelligent creature.

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She taught them that it’s okay to blunder, as long as they learnt from it & moved on.

They were filled with joy & wonder, when she taught them of the hope brought in by each new dawn.

 She was optimism personified, their new teacher,

So full of wise words was this strange creature.

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But all that was ten years ago; that class had long since graduated.

And yet, none of them ever made a foe, hence the virtues of their teacher never faded.

Such was the inspiration she gave them, their new teacher,

She made thirty children soulful, this immortal creature.

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And so, when she passed away in her sleep, her former students came rushing at breakneck speed.

The sorrow for them was too great & deep, that she lived on in their memories, but from the mortal world she was freed.

Such was the story of their new teacher,

She, who’s now a spirit & no longer a creature!

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