This is a rhyme I had much fun writing while waiting for students to show up in the classroom. The school year officially starts September 15th in Morocco. But I have never been lucky enough to meet my students on neither the first nor the second/third day of school ever since I became a teacher. I just don’t know why students always wish holidays were longer than they already are!
A Rhyme of an Obsolete Teacher
Where have all the kids gone?
September is moving headlong
Yet no students have come along
To the place I believe they belong
Can you imagine a school without a throng?
Why do you ask moron?
Cause I do give a doggone?
Without them, lonely would feel my baton
Desks and even walls anon
Would miss the magic of their crayon
True, as soon as I talk they begin to yawn
But I badly need them to blow my horn
You may think crazy this teacher has gone
And probably far too forlorn
Have I turned too obsolete to con
The students to whom I hate to say “begone!”
Or is it I am no more, to them, an icon?
Some kids I sadly noticed see me even as a con
Though truly my care of them lasts from dawn to dawn
Too obsolete, no doubt, I have gone
Shall I quit or teaching keep on?
Truth be told, I’ve had enough of this “head-on”!
Hey, wait a second you moron!
What you said must quickly be withdrawn
And no need your students be fawned upon
Neither will you need to look hither and yon
Open an account on Facebook headlong
That way, you may perhaps their brains turn on
With “likes” and “comments” posted on their Walls off and on
For your board and chalk, they think, are too bygone
Your dusty words they could no longer take on
Your textbooks and even you and your sweetest song
To a museum they think should belong
So quickly get yourself a tweak if you want to belong
Or students to your classes won’t come along
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