Summer is over.
Flowers have finished blooming,
yet one brave, red, bloom burst forth
with grandeur that rivaled nature.
Flowers are like children,
my children at school.
They bloom at different times.
Some are quiet, some are vibrant.
Yet, when they bloom, I’m with them,
all the way.
Jennie
About Jennie
I have been teaching preschool for over forty years. This is my passion. I believe that children have a voice, and that is the catalyst to enhance or even change the learning experience. Emergent curriculum opens young minds. It's the little things that happen in the classroom that are most important and exciting. That's what I write about.
I was a live guest on the Kelly Clarkson Show. I am highlighted in the seventh edition of Jim Trelease's million-copy bestselling book, "The Read-Aloud Handbook" because of my reading to children. My class has designed quilts that hang as permanent displays at the National Liberty Museum in Philadelphia, the Fisher House at the Boston VA Hospital, and the Massachusetts State House in Boston.
A Teacher's Reflections 
That’s just lovely, Jennie. Flowers and children is a great example of ‘blooming’.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thank you, Pete. Yes, they both bloom.
A wonderful metaphor, Jennie! Also a wonderful poem. But don’t ask me which kind of flower is depicted. 😉 I am yet a beginner in researching our enviroment by using a botanical app. xx Michael
A lovely poem and flower, Jennie. I enjoyed your comparison of both to each other.
I’m glad! Thank you, John.
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That’s a great way to refer to the differences between children.
Thank you!
a beautiful flower, and a wonderful analogy.
Thanks, Jim.
Great analogy…
Thank you, Jacqui.
A perfect analogy! I’d say it applies to adults as well.
Thank you, Liz. I definitely think it applies to adults, too.
You’re welcome, Jennie.
That’s a beautiful late bloomer. As a late bloomer myself I’m glad there are people like you there all the way.😀
Beautiful post, Jennie 🌸
Thank you, Robbie. 💕
We like your picture, dear Jennie, it radiates friendliness and openness – although there is this fence. A clever dialectics.
The Fab Four of Cley
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I’m so glad you like this picture. I liked the fence, it seemed to show off the bloom. Many thanks!
I love it, Jennie.
I’m so glad!
Such a brave flower! Beautiful and brave…
Yes, indeed! 😍
Maybe it’s good I’m not a teacher Jennie. My flowers at home act out and give me a hard time. They hang on — they don’t die — but they don’t bloom like they’re supposed to. Hmm, I guess I need work on my teaching skills. I’ll pull this photo up on my phone and show them what they’re supposed to look like. Maybe that will work. Ha, ha. 🤣🤣😎
Honestly, I am not a real gardener. Like you, my flowers hang on. Who knew that this plant with all his/her dead brothers and sisters would decide to be brave and give a final burst of brilliance? Well, if you show the photo to your flowers, I suspect Mother Nature will be either laughing or shaking her head. 😅
wow, what a last show of summer, and you are so right about the children, too, I vote your poems.
It really was, Beth! Thank you, and cheers to children.
What a perfect analogy! Of course, it’s much easier if children don’t fall behind in the first place, but some just aren’t ready yet.
Exactly! Thank you, Pete.
Beautiful poetry, Jennie. Tend those flowers whenever they bloom. ❤ ❤
Will do! Thank you, Diana.
That red bloom just would not be denied, Jennie. I love it when nature lets us know she makes those calls. To be sure, teachers help children grow and prosper in their own time.
Well said, Bruce. I couldn’t agree more. Thank you.
I love the ones that bloom just in time, Jennie. They all have their own time.
Exactly! I love them, too.
How beautiful! I’m an avid flower picture taker. Whenever one of my plants blooms at me, I’m so grateful and I have to pull out my phone and record it. I’m lucky that here in California I can get some kind of flowers most of the year.
I’m the same way! Sometimes these beauties bloom at unexpected times, and my camera is there. You’re lucky that you can get flowers most of the year in California. Many thanks!
i accidently got this weird breadbox title but don’t know how to change it. Lol.
I love this analogy. Flowers and children, all bloom at different times. 💐💐
They do! Thank you, Darlene. 😀
Such lucky children you have at school. We each bloom in our own time. I hope to continue blooming now, years and years after ‘school.’ I’m wondering what that red flower is. It’s glorious! Our front porch flowers are still happily showing off their colors, including the geraniums. May they hang on as long as possible. xo
Thanks so much, Pam! Yes, we each bloom in our own time. I was a late bloomer, and like you, I hope to continue blooming even now. The red flower is a Cana. It’s sometimes called a Tropicana. It’s still blooming, and the last one standing.
Ahhh, a Cana. Some of our local stores have used these in outside pots in front of their doors. They’re so beautiful and seem to be hardy.
Yes! They are gorgeous and very hardy.
Lovely, vibrant bloom! What a bonus at this time of year.
Indeed it is! Thank you, Sarah.
What a beautiful flower and a great metaphor, Jennie.