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I Would Not See, a poem dedicated to my co-workers

Corrie's Mom

I took one last walk down the hall.

My husband waited for me there.

I could believe

I would not see

Your eyes drop down at the ground,

or you smile through clenched teeth

to say, “One day more.”

I waited for this day to come,

and when it did,

I smiled wide

until I realized I would not see you for some time.

I would not see you in the old ways

when I walked down the hall.

Like soldiers coming home from war,

only you know what my expressions mean.

I wish, friend, I could take you along with me.

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Published by Corrie's Mom

They say teacher turn over is high right now, and many teachers will leave the profession in five years or less. I will enter my seventh year as a full-time teacher, and my 12th year in education after I'd started as a sub and teacher assistant. I was the student in the 1990s you did not want in your classroom because I was diagnosed with ADHD and did not know how to socialize with other kids. I was due to be tested for autism, but this was considered an ostracizing experience for a child then, especially a girl. I am a third generation teacher and author of seventeen creative works.

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