'Twas the Night Before PARCC
Photo by Ron Smith on Unsplash I dedicate this poem to all of the inspiring teachers I am proud to work with at H.B.W. 'Twas the night before PARCC, when all through the school, All the posters were covered, for that was the rule. The chrome books were charged in the classrooms with care, In hopes that good wi-fi would always be there. The desks were arranged, in rows that were neat, Where students would soon ELA tests complete. And Mr. S. in his sneakers, and I in my flats, Were ready to pace 'round the classroom in laps. Then deep in my soul there arose such a feeling, Just what would these PARCC scores one day be revealing? I knew in my heart that the Common Core Wasn't all that a teacher was meant to be for. The pride of a child who has finally gained The concept he worked so hard to attain; After some soul-searching that does appear, To be the real reason that we are all here. Knowledge, compassion, patience