The locust buzzed around my head as I pedaled faster. A high pursuit chase but I lost the ugly loud insect. Still excited from the close encounter, I walk into my second grade classroom and start yelling about the bug that was after me. "That's nice Travis, now take a seat", Ms. Westbrook said. A bit displeased with my outburst. That's the first memory I'm left with when I think of her. Many others follow. Sometimes, from out of nowhere she'd just say to one of us. I love you. Let me tell you what, if you didn't reply with a, I love you too, Ms. Westbrook, class would not go on until you settled with her. I remember when I got my ear pierced the day after she instructed me not to. She said to me," Oh Travis, what did I tell you, Now every time you look in the mirror and see that earing your going to see Ms. Westbrook's face, and every time you look at the blue in that stone your going to see the love Ms. Westbrook has for you and all of you children".She taught us cursive and the only math I ever use. She also told me to keep writing story's. When I was in the third grade, she'd have me come and read my story's to the second graders. The last time I seen her was the Th grade. Still looking forward to step into her class. Though I couldn't fit in the desks anymore I still felt like I belonged there. I don't recall my last words to her but if I could make them anything I'd say, thank you Ms. Westbrook, I love you.
Author notes
Written May 15th, 2004
A contest entry
- teacher, teacher, I declare ...... (Contest for new members in May) by AP Greeters.
300 points, ended June 2, 2004, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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While the format you chose for this made it a little hard to weird, I did appreciate the imagery you conjured and the emotion you laced this with. It's always difficult to read something as a block of text (too easy to lose one's place), but as I said, this was still a wonderfully written piece of emotive writing.
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I could never imagine saying I Love You to any of my teachers, so yours must have been special. I do like the essay form, and the chase scene at the beginning with the bug was a fantastic way to lead into the body of the story. Good luck in the contest, Dave.
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This is a great tribute that, although not a poem like mentioned in the contest description, speaks volumes on a wonderful teacher. There are quite a few punctuation errors, but those could be easily fixed without taking any meaning away from this.
Welcome to Allpoetry and good luck with the contest
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This was very entertaining. It would make for an excellent essay according to its theme.
The body of the short essay is very good and balanced! I mean it.
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She certainly sounds as if she was a special, caring teacher. I too had a Mrs. Westbrook, but that was in High School and she was much different that the one you have described.
Thanks for your entry and welcome to Allpoetry
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This is just lovely. A perfect tribute to a special lady.
thanks for your entry into the challenge.
Good Luck and Welcome to AP.
~Von~
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