My mother spent 26 years dedicating her life to the education and fulfillment of students in public schools. She loved them and cared for them, and she taught them, too. Her motivation was finding the best in each individual child and ensuring that each student reached their fullest potential. Her classroom was a bright, happy, safe place to learn and her students flourished under her care. I grew up admiring her constant energy and devotion and love for children. These are a couple of poems written by this marvelous woman, amazing mother, and exception educator. Enjoy! Make My Day No two children are exactly the same, No two children have exactly the same name. No two children learn in the same way, But every child can make your day. ~ Gilda Leigh Warlick Look at the Heart Look past the problem and into his heart. Look to his feelings to start doing your part. How do you know what he's been through that morning? Maybe it's your ca...