A Teachers Prayer
A Teachers Prayer
A Teachers Prayer
Teacher's Prayer
I want to teach my students how
To live this life on earth
To face its struggles and its strife
And to improve their worth
Not just the lesson in a book
Or how the rivers flow
But how to choose the proper path
Wherever they may go
To understand eternal truth And know
The right from wrong
And gather all the beauty of a Flower
And a song for if
I help the world to grow In wisdom
And in grace
Then I shall feel that I have won
And I have filled my place
And so I ask Your guidance, God
That I may do my part
For character and confidence
And happiness of Heart.
Teachers Prayer
God grant me wisdom, creativity and love.
With wisdom, I may look to the future
and see the effect that my teaching will
have on these children and thus adapt my
methods to fit the needs of each one.
A Teacher's Reflection
God, I have come to the frightening conclusion.
I an the decisive element in the classroom.
It is my personal approach that creates the climate.
It is my daily mood that makes the weather.
As a teacher I possess tremendous power to make a child's
life miserable or joyous.
I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration.
I can humiliate or humour, hurt or heal.
In all situations it is my response that decides whether a crisis
will be escalated or de-escalated and a child humanized or
de-humanized.
Grant me the insight and patience to make the right decisions
to model Jesus in my classroom.
Teacher Reflection
Everything depends on the person who stands in the front of
the classroom. The teacher is not an automatic fountain from which
intellectual beverages may be obtained. He is either a witness or a
stranger. To guide a pupil to the promised land he must have been there
himself. When asking herself: do I stand for what I teach? do I believe
what I say? she must be able to answer in the affirmative.
What we need more than anything else is not textbooks but textpeople.
It is the personality of the teacher which is the text that the pupils read:
the text that they will never forget.
At Grading Time
There they sit, Father,
a neat stack of yellow report cards.
And here I sit,
an anxious and bewildered Solomon,
praying in my heart for wisdom,
while the controversy about grading surges on.
Should there be an objective standard
whereby children are measured against other children?
And how do we weigh a child's achievement
against his ability and effort?
Can we penalize a child for having little natural ability,
when he can't get a high mark
O Lord,
Grant me your strength, so I will have courage in every situation;
Grant me your love, so I will never give up on anybody;
Grant me your wisdom, so I will show others the path to success;
Grant me your mercy, so I will forgive those who have hurt me;
Grant me your peace, so I will find the best in everybody;
Grant me your hope, so I will never give up;
Grant me your joy, so I will be thankful for all my blessings;
And Grant me your grace, so you will always be at my side. Amen
David Bennett