I'm trapped inside
This hourglass
I see you watch me
As you pass
You put me here
So here I stand
Sink or swim
In deathly sand
Time means nothing
I turn to stone
Forgotten flesh
And soulless bone
This pointless wait
You'll never free
Me from this prison
This glass and me
Teaching was full of fun,
Before these emails had begun,
Class was toiling away,
Doorknock, answer right away,
Despite my scholars' pleading,
Switched them all to silent reading,
Vital, sign your name, X or Y,
Choose one, class did sigh,
Who won that football game?
Who came second, who's to blame?
Sign your name, you see,
X means you teach literacy,
Star, you can teach the IRA,
You passed this test today,
Chalkies look back on this,
Laughs are fun for teaching Miss!
Four X Four
Talented, mind blowing, stunning
Dareesh maar Khan cunning
Heroic, jolly, scene creator,
Producer, Director, chief editor
Serious, funny and vocational
Committed, concerned and educational
Flop, bottom and Top
Start, End full stop...
Note. Professors don't follow motivational speakers.
Lesson. Maps can only guide those who can read them.
C+ literacy
a name we can't say
she remains
too much to handle
MagiCicada13
*Inspired by 100 Natural Laws
By Sophia Wallace
Learning
Conscience
Increase
Good sense
I let all my learning be conscience
Literacy increase my good sense
- June 04, 2018 Chattogram
digits, emojis, abcs
compose a code
an irregular ode
void of literacy
cursive, capitalization, punctuation
go old school
immediate mass communication
has no rule.
how we connect
changes with time
words can’t reflect
your heart and mine
AH LITERACY
It is a Magical key It is an opening to more possibilities-
the bridge between not and have!
To know your name and express an idea,
all through scribbling for sight-
is noble and magnificent indeed!
Genius in Creativity
is nearly useless for himself and others-
without that Magical Literacy!
Why suffocate yourself or others,
how many, Emancipators, Teachers and Philosophers
have gone unheard from lack of Literacy ?
Pray that when Brother or Sister
are stumbling,
unable to decipher-
that you Friend be there
help them read the ways !
Once upon a time there was a palace over a secluded hill
Where lived an Indian blooded ‘Rani’ (Queen) with an inky will
Equipped and armed with a resourceful screen
With the might of her pen, for revolution she would melodiously scream
Each time the ordinary would look up to the hill and see
The flames in her bosom passionately rising to create history
The lushest of Kings from neighbouring lands
Chose to ride for eons to witness the miracles of her resourceful hands
With faith and light, she ruled from land to shore
Glitches out of their virginity; all nipped to the core
Against all bitterness her love spread like the chimes of the Big Ben
To save rebellious souls, she would walk unarmed in to any lion’s den
The Savage, many times would plot for her 'Raj' (kingdom) to crumble away
Not possible! For this Royal tigress each night would humbly kneel and pray.
Is it only coincidental
that pigs have litters
and those who carelessly litter
are Earth-trashing pigs?
Not pigs, dear;
people.
Just not mindful people,
without mature eco-consciousness,
with militaristic habits
of throwing paper and plastic and metallic missiles
out onto our EarthMother Commons,
for all to see and smell and feel badly about,
to suffer tragic loss and deep sorrow.
Like pigs, right?
Well, I suppose
a pig would not distinguish
between ego- and eco-consciousness.
But why would you stigmatize pigs
as opposed to other quasi-domesticated animals
like horses or cows
or sheep
or chicken littles
not the least worried that the climate is failing?
Because those you mentioned don't have litters.
Yes, but dogs and cats might have litters
Yes,
and you know how much fighting fun it is
to step in their stinky pooh.
I see your point.
Yet still I feel
this must remain a literal coincidence
of LeftBrain literary language.
There are people that come to the Literacy Centre,
They spend an hour of their time
With someone to help them with knowledge , their difficulties,
Of lessons not understood.
There are many subjects math,reading spelling and computers
The teacher gives one-to-one instruction with each student
Before something new is given , she makes sure you understand
Then there are lessons to take home to be done later.
At the Literacy Centre we come to learn and explore new subjects
For anyone with difficulties, somehow we find it easier
It's a place for anyone who wants to improve themselves
No matter who you are, the Literacy Centre is the place for you.
This is where I learnt the use of the computer, and to learn to write some forms of poetry in a town called Wiarton Ontario.
Even though bent neck on the book
gives a better and worthy outlook
knowledge without virtues and principles
Is a knife used constantly against humanity and life.
School itself gives mentally sound stability
but to overcome challenges, social molding gives the ability.
It’s beyond the bigotry of classrooms
rather, a system which opens an inventory of exposures.
Mental development has no gender
the blouse of civility and trouser of productivity it renders
to a society where tolerance is secretary
and good reasoning its lifestyle and a human notary.
Instincts may tell to give stupidity its medicine,
openness on the other hand is its ultimate vaccine.
Development and improved living, literacy’s only fixtures
giving the diseased skin of humanity a final smooth texture.
Shakespeare would have failed Naplan,
That was not in his cunning plan,
Yes, his folks would have him tutored,
To make young Billy become more learned,
He would have lost all his homework,
Billy so did not want extra work,
Shakespeare, that teen scallywag,
It was total fun, such a lad.
Now Shakespeare is a wraith,
Why, Billy, Why? Teens sayeth,
As they serially fail literacy tests,
Why not abolish that Billy pest?
Tragic heroes and drama queens,
That's the teens writing essays on such scenes,
While Billy failed in literacy,
Teens do sense such hypocrisy.
UNLEARNED LITERACY!
-Dharga Nagar Safa
My mother is old but with a good vision,
She reads papers and writes with a pen in a fashion,
She was counted a LITERATE in all desks,
She didn't learn computer literacy and away from the computer discs,
What does she now in her new records of accurate?
AN ILLITERATE!!!
What is the state of the language?
How should we use the words?
How much can we elaborate
Before we're dismissed as nerds?
"Just one alphabet,
an imprint on the brain,
and you'll never forget
or be puzzled again.
If you use your head,
you can save your feet;
the mind must be fed
and a book is a treat.
Reading and writing
are private activities,
but mingling's the thing
in your towns and your cities.
The retail and wholesale
of popular cultures:
peacock and nightingale
enjoyed by vultures.
One day in the evening,
you'll want to impart
the frustrated meaning
that's hurting your heart.
Misunderstanding's
the product of fear,
but all happy endings
are perfectly clear.
And something is learned
when professors are fooled
and the children are turned
into the over-schooled -
Don't study too long,
after you're literate,
go totally wrong
and still be an idiot."
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