The Classroom That Stole My Happiness

School was a place of joy,
when I was a very young boy.
We'd play lots of games,
draw pictures in frames
and be creative with every kind of toy.

Then, when I turned the ripe old age of 9
School went from joyful to 'fine'.
Daily we listened,
repeated and glistened,
with sweat from copying all the time.

We sat and sat and sat.
Recess reduced because I did 'that'.
The teacher would not stop talking.
My joy slain from balking
at worksheets that made my thinking flat.

My voice was reduced to a whisper.
Relationships continuously fissure.
No choices offered daily.
The purpose of work at best hazy.
​...and I was the king resister.

I got in trouble at home
​I couldn't explain a the tomes
I wanted to build
and show my fine skill
but instead was memorizing Rome.

I was completely turned off by school.
During grades 5-12 made the fool.
Please read my story
and don't you worry
as your class you can still retool.

While this is not a 'true' story, we can all take time be sure that students have time to be creative while having a choice and voice in their learning.  Be resolute in your 2018 Resolution...I am in not letting this story be true. 
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