Once upon a time there was a teacher who lived to teach,
Every school day each student he would reach.
On the first day he would tell them that they would work harder than they ever had,
While he played a variety of music that made the children listen and be glad.
They learned independence, responsibility, and the curriculum too,
While working with centers and computers, learning old and new.
He never had dittoes or photocopies for student’s use,
For Math and English there were textbooks and paper and pencil and no copier abuse.
For Reading they read novels and stories and much that wasn’t a bore,
They reviewed the vocabulary and comprehension and wrote and much more.
They had discussions and he read to them and they read to the class,
All with fun and learning that no class could surpass.
Then came the three that turned the tide,
And took my fun and creativity and shoved them aside.
Open Court was despicable with scripts for the teacher to be read,
Superfluous Testing and lousy pacing plans were something to dread.
So, burnout came along and I left the classroom for good,
So many other veteran teachers have done the same
or wish that they could.
Now as a volunteer when a teacher has a meeting or an IEP,
There is one thing that I know that I see,
I could never survive in a classroom today,
So I write about how public education has gone astray.