I hope they accept it as the deadline is soon at hand. Here is a little poem I wrote last night in honor of the upcoming school year. It's about a teacher who has been there a long time. The years are passing, the children grown, the grandchildren commanding much of the time at Christmas, Easter and during the summer months. Perhaps this teacher will teach two or three more years before allowing someone else to step forth and provide the same love and the same commitment to advancing the youth of our country.
Teaching is closer to godliness than any other profession.
The teachers of the Range are to be commended for their spirit, their love of children and in making the lives of youngsters filled with dreams possible realities. Best wishes and continued success. But the teacher inside you will shape the new year Go forth spread your love there's nothing to fear. Bliss Communication Inc. All rights reserved. Use of this material subject to our Terms of Use .