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Robot no more


The day goes by, information speeds faster than imaginable Yet something is going back in time. Education should be good, no great. The USA is a world power after all Yet students are sub-par. They score below those from other countries. We are supposedly number one Not really We are more like 23 and 18. No longer one, what happens if we continue to sink? The end will move us down the list Not being a superpower like we’ve been for a century An unthinkable change of pace But what can we do? Students are scored on filing bubbles Which one is right A B C Teachers teach so students don’t freeze When they see a sheet with small circles and have to choose one Not being taught to think for themselves students are taught to regurgitate answers I am sick of spewing out information that was shoved in my head For the soul purpose of making a grade I want information that will help me live Help me connect to the world Information I will actually use I know lots of others think like me. For you see it is my dream to become A teacher to inspire kids To be their own person, not just a number or stat Yes they’ll take several tests since there’s nothing I can do Since I want to see how much they grow I want to see them grow, not just spew out facts. I want them to think and find that even though Information flies faster than superman To be really informed they must think Not like a robot filling a bubble But a caring person who wants to change the world Who wants to make something spectacular that others Never thought was possible. The world of possibility is at the finger tips Of not just the students in the classroom But all who are learning To cope with life and information sprinting from here to there.
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