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This Work is Hard

Poetry By: CRoberts
Childrens stories

The Honesty of children embraced by the patience of a teacher

Submitted:Jan 11, 2013    Reads: 28    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   

This Work is Hard

'Its not a joke' said Mr Smith, but it wasn't said to me

I kept my eyes upon the desk, and hoped he wouldn't see

The doodles and squiggles, the oozles and liggles

That kept me company

Hoping not to hear the words 'what are you doing Lee?'

This work it is impossible, little Mary bellowed out

you cannot add up the letters, yes she stated with a pout

adding A to the letter B, multiply it by the C

then you minus it from T?

I think you're mad Mr Smith, it makes no sense to me

He turned his gaze away from John, away from his crossing out

Then clapped his hands with such a force, it made poor Mary shout

So how about I help you see, just how easy this can be

Please shush, listen to me

And dear peter please sit down, for sense you soon will see

The blackboard was now filled with chalk, and screeching the only sound

As Mr smith explained the work, the children looked profound

But soon the children understood, Mr Smith knew they would

Sights risen from the ground

when numbers could be letters their ideas bubble and bound


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