Shawn L. Bird

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poem-through June 21, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:21 pm
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I’m through

with being split in two

three

four.

No more trying to be

too many of me.

Finally,

the best is there is to shine,

when troubled is the rare and not the rule,

where expecting excellence

is rewarded,

not met with whines.

Once, I’d have wept to leave this team,

but now it seems we’ve seen the best

and sweeping up the mess

is all that’s left.

It makes it easier to say good bye

When a dream is dangled before your eyes,

and so you reach, because like me,

sometimes you’re surprised by victory.

Now I can be

just one me,

doing what’s my specialty.

 

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poem- I want to know June 6, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:22 pm
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What I want to know

is what the magical ingredient is.

What’s that essential something

that makes this kid go “WOW!”?

Not just this kid, but that kid, too.

You know how some will not be moved,

never seem to find their groove?

I want the magical ingredient for them all,

so when they’re pushed from their nests

they don’t fall, they aim for the skies with eyes

open to opportunity, head full of curiosity.

Every time I think I know the secret

I see another one sneaking by,

not willing to try or

afraid

to try?

What’s broken their curiosity?

Taught them to close out possibility?

It hurts me.

I want to know if that kid

is going to move to his groove later.

Will he save his curiosity to ride a wave

at twenty instead?

I want to see it now,

but late is better than never.

I hope when it happens,

I’ll know.

 

 

 

poem-instructions January 25, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:41 am
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So much difficulty

is avoided

when we read the instructions.

If you don’t know what is asked

why do you try

to answer?

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I’m marking exams at the moment and astonished at how often answers in no way reflect the question asked.

 

poem- deep December 12, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:44 am
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I’ve fallen into a fog

that fills my head with cotton

and adds sandpaper to my throat.

Bed sounds like such a good idea,

but work requires my presence.

Mentally, I’m home, buried under quilts.

Physically, I supervise workers,

who all wish they were home in bed.

We may lack spirit for spirit week;

but today is pajama day.

How apropos.

 

poem- again December 8, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:09 pm
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The never ending circle

of expectation raised

no effort was applied

of failure achieved

makes me want to scream.

What makes the difference

between students who give up

and those who persevere

to find success?

Perhaps it’s in their mantras:

I don’t care

versus

I care.

Those who say they don’t care, do,

but they simply don’t believe

they can.

 

poem- motivation September 20, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:05 pm
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How much of the stuff that they make you teach us

Do you really want to teach? He asked

What are you talking about?  I reply.

I LOVE this stuff!

We’re passionate about our subject,

glory in the possibilities,

long to share wisdom!

Do you know how many years I studied this stuff?

I adore it all!

Oh,

how wonderful when we connect students to our subject

so they are empowered by it, too.

 

 

poem-R June 11, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:47 pm
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Recursive learning

circles of transformation in

Relation

Rigorous

Reaching to better teaching.

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a little Masters reflection today.

 

 

 
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