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Volume 3 Number 5

Harry & Rosemary Wong urge, "If you are a teacher applying for a job, it is essential that you ask the question at the interview: Does this district have a new teacher induction program? "...
Apple Seeds by Barb Erickson
Special Days This Month by Ron Victoria
Poem - Lines Written for a School Declamation
The Lighter Side of Teaching
  • YENDOR'S Top Ten
  • Alternative Landscaping by Goose
  • Schoolies
  • Woodhead
  • Handy Teacher Recipes
    Classroom Crafts
    Help Wanted - Teaching Jobs
    "Mother's Day Butterfly and Poem" from the Lesson Bank by Elaine Magud
    Upcoming Ed Conferences
    Letters to the Editor
    Teachers.Net Survey Teachers Remember "Their" Favorite Teachers
    The Lesson of Susan by key
    Sometimes we don't know what touches, and teaches, a student. by Juvie
    When Students ask, "Why Do We Need to Know This? When Will I Ever Use This?"
    What Is Most difficult About Teaching Today?
    Index of Columns
    Index of Articles
    Index of Informational Items
    Gazette Home Delivery:

    Lines Written for a School Declamation

    (to be spoken by Ephraim H. Farrar, aged seven, New Ipswich, New Hampshire.)

    YOU'D scarce expect one of my age
    To speak in public on the stage,
    And if I chance to fall below
    Demosthenes or Cicero,
    Don't view me with a critic's eye,
    But pass my imperfections by.
    Large streams from little fountains flow,
    Tall oaks from little acorns grow;
    And though now I am small and young,
    Of judgment weak and feeble tongue,
    Yet all great, learned men, like me
    Once learned to read their ABC.
    But why may not Columbia's soil
    Rear men as great as Britain's Isle,
    Exceed what Greece and Rome have done
    Or any land beneath the sun?
    Mayn't Massachusetts boast as great
    As any other sister state?
    Or where's the town, go far or near,
    That does not find a rival here?
    Or where's the boy but three feet high
    Who's made improvement more than I?
    These thoughts inspire my youthful mind
    To be the greatest of mankind:
    Great, not like Cæsar, stained with blood,
    But only great as I am good.

    David Everett (1769­1813)