Sitting in class, listening to yet another boring lecture, something about do's and don'ts... wishing I was out on the horse trails at old Mr. Whitey's Farm with my favorite horse...
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| The Neighbor's Horse Barn |
The teach' asks me some question... I stare at her with blank eyes, still daydreaming... she calls on the teacher's pet once again. The one who always has all the answers, except how to enjoy life, live life or even dream about how to enjoy it to the fullest or live it at all for that matter! How could she even dream of that! With her nose in all the books, she never even looked out the windows, let alone dared to sneek off the playground into the woods or "play hookie" (skip class altogether or even better yet: the whole day!).
Under every leaf is a treasure. Sometimes a pretty rock, sometimes a metalic green bug or even a coin someone dropped! Best yet are the arrowheads from way back when the warriors hunted and brought meat home for their squaws to cook.
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| Under Every Leaf is a Prize! |
One day I found a spearhead! It was really too large to hide under a leaf. Actually, I'd been digging to find it. What a wonderful day when I did! I showed it to my teacher and she asked if she could "borrow" it to show to the local museum director. I handed it to her, assuming that since she'd said "borrow" that she would return it. Ha! Although I asked and asked, she never did return it. Finally, after I'd made a huge fuss, she claimed that it belonged to our community and the museum would be keeping it! Needless to say, I felt betrayed.
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| Lost Dreams, Forever... |
And she was the same one who'd just taught us that, "Honesty is the best policy," yeh right...
I guess she never did understand that kids learn by example, not empty words!
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| Classroom World Map? |
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