I spoke to her today
Her face a wrinkled veil protecting the child beneath
I heard her today
Her words dancing in the room with blazing jazz shoes
I saw her today
Her spring-loaded instincts fidgeting with blanket resolve
I noticed her today
Her fervent green pen pushing aside yellow chalk dust
I admired her today
Her devoted dream as crisp as a new binding
May you dream of the world’s children having access to education.
As a substitute teacher, I have the honor and privilege to observe bonafide teachers work with children of all abilities. Many of these dedicated professionals are nothing short of miracle workers. This post is dedicated to caring teachers everywhere.
Wurd Warrior, acrylic on board, created back in the 1990’s for an illustration course I took at New York School of Visual Arts.