Wizard -Keith Harvie
The kids walk in, stroll in… bounce in… flounce in… strut in… dance in…
And finally… stagger into my classroom.
There are even a few who look and act like they have been swept up by a tornado… and dropped into the back row.
Each in his or her own way is following the yellow brick road to my door… in search of the Emerald City and the Wizard of Oz.
Some need courage… and I support and believe in them until they believe in themselves.
Some want a heart… and I introduce them to art, music, theater, and poetry… and I let them explore their feelings.
Some are in search of a brain… so I help them locate theirs and show them how to use it to the best of their ability.
Some of them are trying to find a home and I give them a safe, secure place to be with an adult who listens and cares.
I am not really a wizard… I just use my teaching skills to help my students learn that the magic is… within them… not me.
I am not really a wizard… I just use my teaching skills to help my students learn that the magic is… within them… not me.