Chains: a poem about teaching and the power of a teacher.
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Chains
A head full of hope
when I am just nine
Alive in each second
Each moment all mine
Along came a teacher
who softwired my brain
who once in a moment
created a chain
A head full of questions
when I am eighteen
With moments to catch
and worlds to be seen
I’m almost a teacher
Recycling my brain
I’m learning the links
So I can build chains
A head full of pride
when I’m twenty nine
A grown up, inspired
by moments through time
It’s me now the teacher
before hungry brains
A moment inventor
Protector of chains
A head full of dreams
when he was just nine
A child seeking answers
in lessons of mine
It’s he now the teacher
who’s softwiring brains
A moment magician
who’s lengthening chains
His class full of wonder
with wide open brains
with minds full of marvel
New links in a chain
Mark Bird ©2021
💡 This poem about teaching and the power of a teacher explores how one teacher's influence can live through the ages. Who was your favourite teacher? What made you like them so much? Does their influence carry on beyond school? What is your favourite poem about teaching and the power of a teacher? Can you write your own poem about teaching, exploring what made them stand out?