Thursday, June 25, 2015

Teaching Comments

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After a tiresome time at school
With a long stride I walk home
I walk thinking, what went missing
Along the dusty roads I keep thinking
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Abdalla Juma Shenga
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Hannington Mumo 20 July 2015

A true teacher, with an inquisitive thought as to whether the tottering learners have grasped the concepts...A rare teacher indeed!

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Soumita Sarkar 17 July 2015

the process of learning and teaching is everlasting.....the dilemma you delineated here are so true..it sems now a days teachers slog more than the receptive learners...thanks for pitching such a nice poem on teaching and teachers.

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Dedan Onyango 10 July 2015

A good piece. This poem defines the profession that I'm in. Thanks for sharing.

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Phanice Wamukota 04 July 2015

I like knowing especially that the teacher doesn't just care about payday at the end of the month, but cares for his students and the fact that they should be understanding at well. Yet, we are all students of life. A good one.

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I love this poem of sincerity that teach one teaching is not cheating.

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Roseann Shawiak 30 June 2015

A very insightful and self-realization poem, Abdalla! As a youngster I always wondered what teachers thought about after school was out! My favorite line is: I realize that I am teaching But we are all learning! Loved this poem, thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn

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Gajanan Mishra 25 June 2015

life is no easy game, good one..

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Abdalla Juma Shenga

Abdalla Juma Shenga

Mombasa, Kenya
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