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Summertime Knowledge


At last! Summer break is finally here. I shout and jump with great cheer. No homework, no tests, no school, Having fun will be the only rule. Science, English, math—they're such a bore, School is just comprised of grades and scores. There's nothing wrong with learning new things, But when you're forced to, it just stings! Guitar or piano, which should I learn? The desire to satisfy my musical soul is of great concern. Chords and notes to memorize, Forming a beautiful melody to mesmerize. Guten Morgen! Selamat Pagi!—is good morning. Foreign words will now be adorning, My speech like some sort of secret code. "Learning languages certainly is fun!" I crowed. Alas, summertime is coming to an end, The days of studying and work are just around the bend. Let's settle down and open that book, Turn a page and take a look.
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