School Days

I remember Sister Marie Claire
I feel the chill through my spine and the hair

I remember the ruler hitting my head
When I approached the board with dread

Math was a subject I wanted to go away
Hoping that it would be over each and every day

She was a woman with a mission in mind
Also a lady who would often be unkind

Those days are just a memory now
As a teacher myself I now know how

Kindness keeps kids wanting to stay
Willing to learn more each day

Not afraid to ask when they do not know
Seeking help from a person with a bright glow