{"id":242,"date":"2018-11-04T08:28:44","date_gmt":"2018-11-04T08:28:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/flyingcolours.ng\/archives\/?p=242"},"modified":"2018-11-04T08:28:44","modified_gmt":"2018-11-04T08:28:44","slug":"my-teacher-prided-but-pitiable","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/flyingcolours.ng\/archives\/my-teacher-prided-but-pitiable\/","title":{"rendered":"MY TEACHER: PRIDED BUT PITIABLE"},"content":{"rendered":"

MY TEACHER: PRIDED BUT PITIABLE<\/strong><\/p>\n

By Sanni Kay Yusuf<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once I allowed<\/p>\n

In the ocean of ignorance<\/p>\n

While I swam<\/p>\n

In the stream of nothingness<\/p>\n

Triumphant was I<\/p>\n

Through no other, but<\/p>\n

MY PRIDED TEACHER<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

While my brain was receptive of no subject<\/p>\n

While my playfulness couldn\u2019t make me cope in class<\/p>\n

While all had given up on me<\/p>\n

My teacher stood firm, sacrificially<\/p>\n

He stood tall, tenaciously<\/p>\n

Tolerating my frustrating excesses<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Despite the monthly peanuts he was salaried with<\/p>\n

Passionate he was<\/p>\n

Discharging the duties of his calling<\/p>\n

To bring me out of a nobody<\/p>\n

Into a somebody<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

MY PITIABLE TEACHER<\/p>\n

Monetarily wrecked<\/p>\n

But heartily wrecked<\/p>\n

The remuneration not enticing<\/p>\n

But his work<\/p>\n

Far reaching and greatly enticing<\/p>\n

Imagine MY PRIDED TEACHER<\/p>\n

With no vehicle of his own<\/p>\n

Having served for decades!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Imagine my teacher<\/p>\n

With no personal shelter on his head<\/p>\n

After donkey years of making professionals<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Presidents- he made them<\/p>\n

Governors- he made them<\/p>\n

Doctors- he made them<\/p>\n

Farmers- he made them<\/p>\n

Entrepreneurs- he made them<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Imagine my teacher not being able to<\/p>\n

Afford varsity education for his child<\/p>\n

Imagine! Just imagine!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Imagine my life without my teacher<\/p>\n

MY PRIDED TEACHER<\/p>\n

I would have been useful for no one<\/p>\n

Not even for myself<\/p>\n

Let alone the society<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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