My Pedagogical Credo

It’s maybe difficult to say –

What does it mean – a teacher’s way?

                                        It is my life, my joy, my pain

                                        And always work, and work again…

The kids are different and so the same,

My every lesson – not an easy game.

                                       I must, I will, I have to teach,

                                      To make things clear, I must reach.

My English is my joy, delight

If I succeed – their eyes are bright.

                                       Then I am happy, with this award,

                                       But this is not the final word…

The way is long, you must be strong:

Sometimes upset, and all alone…

                                        Don’t wait for gratitude! – I say

                                        Because you’ve chosen this thorny way.

And school again, my kids, the bell.

How many things I want to tell –

                                       It’s so important for us, mankind,

                                      To be hard-working, honest, and kind.

The world is cruel, but, please, hold on,

Don’t stop believing, ‘cause life goes on…

                                       The world is beautiful from your perch,

                                       A lot of things you should research,

Don’t be indifferent, please take care

And always think: “It’s my affair”.

                                     Why do I think about this all?

                                     Do I want to break down the wall?

But now I feel – while my heart is beating

My day, my way will be repeating…