Author: marvaseaton

Marva Seaton is a Mom, Author, Blogger, and Poet. She is passionate about issues concerning woman and tries to highlight stories of those suffering abuse. She strongly believes in fairness, equality, and the empowerment of women.

Motivating Students In Non Traditional High Schools To Perform Better (part 2)

In my first article I concluded by re-emphasizing the point that students should be  made to understand that it is not how they start out but how they finish that really matters.  Today I will touch on another important factor and that is the:  Principals and Teachers.  Principals and Teachers should feel motivated to try to encourage students in their schools to improve their academic performances.

If they are content to continue to settle for mediocre performances from their students, then nothing will change.  You cannot be running a school where in year out the academic performance is less than to be desired.  They should feel challenged to devise ways to improve students performance and take pride in seeing their students excel.               I am not trying to imply that all students will excel. However I feel if more is done to motive those who show real interest and are willing to learn, the academic performances in these schools will improve.  No offence Principals and Teachers but the quality of students you turn out is sometimes a reflection of the amount of work you put in.                    Principals need to take the job of running a successful institution more seriously.  Once you are placed at the head of an average performing institution the first job on hand is to try and turn things around.  Try to make some kind of improvement.  Because things are they way they are doesn’t mean things cannot change.                                                                    It takes vision, motivation and the burning desire to make a difference to see any real academic growth.  Heads of schools should take pride in the development of their institutions and motive students to work harder to improve academic performance.

Believe In Yourself

Cover of "Believe In Yourself (Hay House ...
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Believe in yourself,
And what you can be,
And not what others,
Think that you are,
Believe in your dreams,
And what you can achieve,
If you work towards your goal,
Believe in tomorrow,
And the hope that it brings,
With the dawn of each new day,
Believe in love,
And the one that you love,
The person you know him to be,
But the most important of all of these,
Is that you believe in you

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Escape

I saw the line, I saw the hook,
But somehow I didn’t think,
I’d ever fall for it,
To me it seemed like just a game,
I could always swim away,
But somehow I got too close,
And got caught upon the hook,
I struggled to get away from it,
But the more I tried,
The deeper the hook did seem,
To dig into my flesh,
The line was long and the more I swam,
Into deeper waters I did get,
But still there was no escape,
From the hook that had slipped into my flesh,
It’s slowly getting darker now,
The sun has lost its shine,
I hope the hand that holds the line,
Will be kind enough to me,
To draw in the line, remove the hook,
And somehow set me free.

The Answer

Autumn Color
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janitor

I see the faces daily,
Of my fellow human beings,
Some showing frustration,
Sometimes betrayal,
As the system that is,
Supposed to guide them,
Seems on the verge of collapsing,
And no one seems to know the answer,
To the growing malaise,
Slowly taking over,
Businesses collapsing,
Companies going under,
Unemployment line growing longer,
Jobs decreasing,
Crime increasing,
It’s the signs of the time they say,
It’s bad management they say,
Whatever it is,
No one seems to know the answer.

Another world

I saw her standing by the corner,
Like she did everyday,
A lonesome figure,
Seemingly frozen in the spot,
Her face wearing the same crooked,
Twisted smile.
She never moved, never spoke,
But today I was in for a big surprise,
As the figure slowly came to life,
She broke into a run,
And an eerie sound,
Which was in fact her laughter,
filled the air,
I watched her hurry up the street,
Lost in a world completely her own,
Doing things that to her was the norm,
Not a care for the stares,
directed her way,
In her world of insanity,
She was completely at home.

The Seed

I planted a seed of faith,
I molded it up with hope,
I showered it with love,
Then waited for it to grow,
It grew for a while,
But then it got scorched up by the sun,
I watered it with my tears,
Refusing to let it die,
I held on to my faith’,
I continued to hope,
It struggled for awhile,
Then slowly began to grow,
And then one morning,
I looked outside my bedroom window,
To find that it had bloomed,
And I felt a burst of joy,
As my eyes behold,
The most beautiful of flowers,
That I had ever seen.

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Silhouette

Glimmers of white,
Spattered with,
Shades of pink,
A glint of steel,
Among hues of blue,
Shining armors,
Delicate seeds,
Iridescent of times passed,
Times to come,
Complete with lacquered hazels,
Of the picture I often see,
In my mind’s eye.

You Have To Try

There is no mountain too high,
That you can climb if you try,
There is no valley too wide,
That you can not cross if you try,
There is no obstacle too great,
That you can’t roll away,
No problem too big,
That you cannot solve,
For life is full of ups and downs,
And if you want to succeed,
You have to try.

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Waterfall

 

Peace

Water dripping,
A spring flowing,
The sound of a bird in the air,
Then silence…….

Silence like a hope unfolding,
Silence like a soft whisper,
Silence like a gentle prayer,

That the guns will be stilled,
There will be no sound of anguish,
No sudden cry of pain,
No innocent blood spilling,
That there will be peace in our land,
No sound,
Just silence

Denial

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I saw my friend today,
Her eyes two circles of purple,
Her cheeks were puffed and swollen,
And bore a mark which resembled,
An unfinished tattoo,
Her broken hand was held up,
By a string from her shoulder.

I felt the anger begin within me,
Rushing upward,
Like a raging inferno,
As I asked,
“Who did this to you?’’
But the anger receded,
To make room for pity,
As the swollen lips parted,
To reveal a loose tooth,
And she looked at me and said,
“Oh I fell!”