I think...
I
Am told
By TV
And by my peers
What to think, but not
How to think. You
Must teach me
How to
Think.
You
Teach me
How to think,
Whether that be
Independently,
Or to spit back
Mindless words
Others
Speak.
When
Not pushed
I will be
Lazy, skating
By on textbook ice,
Thoughts and ideas
Freeze beneath
Dormant
Spring.
If
You push
I will come
Alive and fight,
And I might challenge
And prove you wrong,
But I learned
How to
Think.
To
Challenge:
This art form
Has disappeared
From far too many
Classrooms and schools,
I admit,
But not
All.
So
Let me
Challenge you:
I want to learn.
Don’t let me skate by.
Push me, shake me
Frustrate me
Melt this
Ice…
And
Watch me
Enter the
Blackboard jungle,
And learn to struggle
With my students
Teaching them
How to
Think.
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