Bill. By CpSingleton © 2014
This was inspired by Sir Ken Robinson. Fanks Ken!! Thanks Hanne. T. Fisker for enlightening me.
“How schools kill creativity”: (2006)
There was once a little boy who couldn’t sit still.
For the purpose of the rhyme we shall call him Bill.
Bill was a questioner, a giggler, a clown,
Most teachers were confused by him and just put him down.
This didn’t stop the lad, quite the reverse.
It made his voice louder, until one day he found verse.
Yet, even then he was told it wasn’t his thing.
The world needed workers and nothing poets could bring.
They battered his confidence, they confined creativity to death.
However, Bill fought them with all of his breath.
Surely to think in an out-of-box manner,
Was equal to those great with a spanner?
He didn’t deride those who enjoyed their own way,
So why would the…
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