When i was a child, father taught me to be honest, dedicated to duty, patriotic... I grew up minding his words.
Now that i am grown, all i do is minding my father's country. Will he pay a little more attention to my voice? Upgrade in-service teachers rather than employ in scale "I"? salary increment? promotions? low interest rates... and Lumpsum retirement?
This years theme "Valuing teacher voices..."goes without reminding me of the underlying relationship issues with my father.Is the solution in interpersonal efforts or I require therapy?
Every October 5, the leadership who bargains for me presents me with this shirt to commemorate my day. From the little i earn, I contribute monthly to them. Do they care if I'm proud and satisfied?
Back at my station, I struggle with: imbalance distribution of responsibilities. Chances of attending national workshops don't comeby. I'm professionally limping. As if that isn't enough, I ponder on external selective promotions and the secretary's dismissal of me whenever I visit the office.
Because promises seem illusory and for the sake of my sanity, I ignore my feelings and faithfully carry on with my duties amidist little joy and fulfillment,dedicating my work to save my father's country
- Author: little margaret ( Offline)
- Published: October 1st, 2024 00:04
- Comment from author about the poem: Teachers day 2024
- Category: Special occasion
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Excellent
Thanks Tony36
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