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	<title>Comments on: Advent: A Christmas Gift for Teacher</title>
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		<title>By: Julia</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I good reminder of just how very blessed we are. I come from a long line of teachers who have loved, and fought for, their students. Small stories, like this, are part of the jewels of a teacher, worth a diamond&#039;s ransom in the market place of heaven. 

It is the kind of writing that often sparks a poem, or poems, as the case may be.  I tried to keep the feel of the story as I crafted the poem. I can&#039;t truly write in the style of the time, but I wanted to make a response, from the view of a child in her classroom. Teachers really do change lives. 

&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.poetrysansonions.com/2012/12/a-teachers-jewels-ode-to-remember.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;The poem that came from this, which is featured on my blog today, with the link to the story here on Keepa, as the inspiration.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I good reminder of just how very blessed we are. I come from a long line of teachers who have loved, and fought for, their students. Small stories, like this, are part of the jewels of a teacher, worth a diamond&#8217;s ransom in the market place of heaven. </p>
<p>It is the kind of writing that often sparks a poem, or poems, as the case may be.  I tried to keep the feel of the story as I crafted the poem. I can&#8217;t truly write in the style of the time, but I wanted to make a response, from the view of a child in her classroom. Teachers really do change lives. </p>
<p><a href="http://www.poetrysansonions.com/2012/12/a-teachers-jewels-ode-to-remember.html" rel="nofollow">The poem that came from this, which is featured on my blog today, with the link to the story here on Keepa, as the inspiration.</a></p>
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