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What Kind of Person Is a Teacher?

What does it really mean to be a teacher?

Seen through a child’s eyes, the answer is far from simple.
This poem gathers the honest questions children hesitate to voice—
questions about authority, trust, learning, morality, and hope.
Not accusations, but quiet inquiries that ask adults to listen more deeply
and to reconsider what it means to guide, to teach, and to be worthy of trust.

What Kind of Person Is a Teacher?

What kind of person is a teacher, anyway?
Why are they called “teachers”?

Mom says, Listen to what your teacher says.
But why do we have to obey them?
They’re not always right, you know.

We’re told not to fight with friends.
Why does the teacher rush us to make up?
I want them to hear both sides of what happened.

“You’ll understand when you grow up,” they say.
Why do teachers always dodge the question?
We want to know what we must do now.

I can’t keep up with my studies and get left behind.
So why do teachers say teaching is their job?
Every child learns in a different way, don’t they?

We want to talk and play sometimes.
Why does the teacher always say, “Later”?
They say they’re busy—but are they really?

A child died because of bullying, didn’t they?
Why won’t teachers talk seriously about it?
We want to think together about hearts and lives.

War and peace matter right now, don’t they?
Why don’t teachers’ words reach us?
Isn’t now the time to learn about war and peace?

Morals feel kind of fake, don’t they?
Maybe because the teacher feels fake.
If teaching really helped us grow,
would there even be “bad” people?

When asked what kind of adult we want to be,
for some reason, we can’t say, “Like my teacher.”
Admiration is born from trust, isn’t it?

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