The education
system :
Education is the
impartation of discovered information to willing students who wish to learn….
Some wish to learn
Mathematics,
Some wish to learn
Arithmetic,
Some wish to learn
a language
Some wish to go
home
Some wish to play
a game
Some wish to tie
the score
Some just have a
love of the game
Doesn’t matter,
who scores…
Some sing a song,
Some write a tune,
Some listen to it
all,
And some lose
their cool…
It doesn’t really
matter
Everyone’s not the
same
We all start in
the garden
Then we go on our
way
Some stay in the garden
Some stay in the
fields
Some play on music
And some like iron
ore
It’s really
alright…
Just what you do
Doesn’t have to be
something
Just anything will
do….
But when kids are
children
And they need a
place
To recreate for a
while
To play a game…
We give them a
space there
Or here or
everywhere
Where they all can
congregate
And spend the day…
And they sit
together, or sit apart
They listen to the
teacher
Teaching at the
start
They get a little
exercise
To do at the end
of the class
They do the
exercise there,
And then they go
on home….
Show their parents
what they did
When they were
alone
And their parents
are so relieved
There’s nothing
more to do…
So we provide the
choices….
In all our schools
A game, a song, a
dance, a skit
Or just plain old
academics….
Got to give the
choice
To see what they
like
To see what they’re
good at
To see where they
shine…..
And then it’s all
together
And who knows what
happens next
We just provide
the environment
And it’s all upto
them…
They can choose
what they wish,
Study for a bit,
If they like what
they study
They can keep on
doing it….
But if they don’t
like it
Then we allow them
all
To shift to where
they’re comfortable
Yeah, they’re all
long gone…
Call them back,
gently now
And see if they
will come
They’re waiting
for an invitation
..
Why are they
waiting for an invitation?
Ya it takes two to
tango
Can’t do it alone
But since I’m so
used to it..
Yeah, I go my way
alone….
You can walk by my
side,
If you are
inclined,
It’s up to you,
where you go,
But you have your
life..
Two trees
entwined,
Cannot separate….
They’ve grown up
like this now,
Yeah, they keep
that way….
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