I am humbled and honored to be a teacher.
Here are three simple, complex haiku poems I wrote about being a teacher and about teaching.
In many ways, I am the little bonsai tree in haiku #3.
haiku #1
immigrant children
walk into the classroom and
sit down quietly
haiku #2
at the school window,
a child stands alone outside
under a shade tree
haiku #3
little bonsai tree,
growing slowly, unnoticed
in the morning sun
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