Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

A Poem For Teachers

Pretty Good
by Charles Osgood

(from the Osgood File, 1986)

There once was a pretty good student
Who sat in a pretty good class
And was taught by a pretty good teacher
Who always let pretty good pass.
He wasn’t terrific at reading,
He wasn’t a whiz-bang at math,
But for him, education was leading
Straight down a pretty good path.
He didn’t find school too exciting,
But he wanted to do pretty well,
And he did have some trouble with writing
Since nobody taught him to spell.
When doing arithmetic problems,
Pretty good was regarded as fine.
5+5 needn’t always add up to be 10;
A pretty good answer was 9.
The pretty good class that he sat in
Was part of a pretty good school,
And the student was not an exception:
On the contrary, he was the rule.
The pretty good school that he went to
Was there in a pretty good town,
And nobody there seemed to notice
He could not tell a verb from a noun.
The pretty good student in fact was
Part of a pretty good mob.
And the first time he knew what he lacked was
When he looked for a pretty good job.
It was then, when he sought a position,
He discovered that life could be tough,
And he soon had a sneaking suspicion
Pretty good might not be good enough.
The pretty good town in our story
Was part of a pretty good state
Which had pretty good aspirations
And prayed for a pretty good fate.
There once was a pretty good nation
Pretty proud of the greatness it had,
Which learned much too late,
If you want to be great,
Pretty good is, in fact, pretty bad.




Many countries are suffering from socio-economic and political turmoil and this is due to apathy and ignorance of the people which are fueled by mediocrity in educational system. The poem calls teachers to push their students to excellence in all aspects.

This poem also implies that educators should make every effort in teaching. They should make quality lesson plans, choose the most appropriate materials and visual aids, and of course, carry out the most effective and creative instruction in class to make students learn and to make learning fun.

In addition, teachers are role models for students. They should be committed and dedicated to the profession to be the best in the eyes of students. They should possess the kind of qualities that make their students want to be (and become) better people. It is their duty to initiate doing great things to have a progressive and great nation.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Willow and Ginkgo by Eve Merriam

(Using Poetry to Understand Similes and Metaphors)

The willow is like an etching,
Fine-lined against the sky.
The ginkgo is like a crude sketch,
Hardly worthy to be signed.
The willow’s music is like a soprano,
Delicate and thin.
The ginkgo’s tune is like a chorus
With everyone joining in.

The willow is sleek as a velvet-nosed calf;
The ginkgo is leathery as an old bull.
The willow’s branches are like silken thread;
The ginkgo’s like stubby rough wool.

The willow is like a nymph with streaming hair;
Wherever it grows, there is green and gold and fair.
The willow dips to the water,
Protected and precious, like the king’s favorite daughter.

The ginkgo forces its way through gray concrete;
Like a city child, it grows up in the street.
Thrust against the metal sky,
Somehow it survives and even thrives.
My eyes feast upon the willow,
But my heart goes to the ginkgo.


Willow and Ginkgo Lesson Plan