Boys will be boys,and girls will be girls: But the question is what kind.
As I watch our children at school and at play.
My heart sometimes breaks at the close of the day,
Faces are young ,but full of care.
Just watch them when they don’t know you’re there.
They should be carefree this time of their life
But, instead, their days are full of much strife.
They come to school expected to learn,
But things have happened of larger concern.
Some can not think because of pain,
That has been shown them daily.
And hammers down like rain,
They do not take it lightly.
Or maybe they couldn’t get any sleep,
Afraid to close their eyes .
No one there to tuck them in
And assure them they’re alright.
Some are hungry,but thankful,
For their only meal “at school”.
Some of us don’t think beyond our class,
And say “you broke the rule!
Maybe if we take the time to look at the child as a whole
We can teach them, and help their lives unfold.
Let’s take a look into each face, and see what we can see.
It may help us understand while the child must be,
Too unruly,so hard to reach,
A child that we just “cannot teach.
Let’s take some time, if we may, to look at the child as a whole.
So when school’s out at the close of the day
Maybe if I take the time to look at the child as a whole,
We can teach them, and help teir lives unfold.
Let us take the time to look at each child as a whole.
We can teach them, and help them and help their lives unfold.
As I watch our children at school and at play,
My heart sometimes break at the close of the day.
What have we taught our children today,
To help their futures grow brighter.
By Marilyn Scogin