The Slate
To teach someone else is to be a scribewright,
Awakening knowledge and childish delight.
Forming the letters, and making the sounds
And later well learn about verbs and pronouns.
For now well attend to this ancient rite,
Well practice, and scribble, and then well recite.
The learning is fun as a new thing can be,
A secret code leading to literacy.
Theres patience required when learning to write,
Tiny fingers discover chalk puts up a fight.
The teacher must also control her sweet charm,
For the sake of the student whos attached to her arm.
Theres only one way to get everthing right,
Every sound has a symbol we can hear at its sight,
And soon the young maiden will craft her own thought,
And shell thank her dear teacher with what shes been taught.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . April 18, 2004
© 2004 - 2008
Thank you for the wonderful poem and graphic.
I appreciate you.
We were jsut talking about how most women remember more lines from songs and rhymes than men. My theory is that women are more the teachers of/passers on of certain types of knowledge, and rhymes and songs are easier for kids to remember.
Your poems always flow so well! Thanks, NnB.
Lovely picture and words from NNB.
Haven't been able to spend much time here lately, and looks like today will not be much different, but I will check in when I can.
Have a good day, everyone. :-)
Thanks for the ping; graphic; poem (#138). Talented, wonderful FReepers. Compassionate thread BUMP!