This poem by Clark Mollenhoff speaks well of educators’ opportunities and responsibilities.
You are the molders of their dreams.
The gods who build or crush their
young beliefs of right and wrong.
You are the spark that sets aflame the
poet’s hand or lights the flame
in some great singer’s song.
You are the gods of young – the very young.
You are the guardian of a million dreams.
Your every smile or frown can heal or pierce a heart.
Yours are one hundred lives – one thousand lives.
Yours is the pride of loving them, the sorrow, too.
Your patient work, your touch, make you the god of hope
That fills their souls with dreams,
and makes those dreams come true.
Teachers, as molders of dreams, inspire greatness, and in doing so become … almost unnoticed and ever so humbly … great.