I taught in a High School this year and for teacher appreciation day one of the classes submitted a poem. The first poem here is by a student, entitled "Why God Made Teachers"

So after reading it, I decided to write a response as poem of my own about the same topic. Thats the second poem. Entitled "When God created Teachers"

     I like to write stories lately when I'm trying to figure something out so this is one I wrote a few days ago. It was inspired by my dad telling me "When I was a baby, I loved sitting in my crib, even when the bars would fall out, I never tried to escape. I just sat there. I just don't have a lot of drive, and I'm very happy with myself, where I am." I think I finally am staring to understand why he's just not getting what I want to explain. He doesn't want to. So anyway, this is the story I came up with, which I think I also incorporated every conversation we have ever had, and more in. Enjoy.