RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Classrooms filled with ageless knowledge, brought about by teachers
who have taught.
Filling pages with written words, reading from books of age old
Learning all about rules and definitions, everyone becomes a repertoire
Saddled with an endless task, teachers come and go, but classrooms last.
Curled up pictures, faded words, knowledge sits forever interred in dull packages, sifting words to bring about some understanding from a handful
of eager students.
Classrooms filled with ageless knowledge, brought about by teachers who will teach future generations the same as all the years before.
Reason being that education is a necessary evil, and minds will continue being dulled and put to sleep by it.
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