Touch Screen Poem by Nosheen Irfan
Touch Screen
I will tread back
Holding a satchel
A piece of chalk
Stolen from the class
But I have moved
To a stylus
Pressed between the tips
Of fingers
I touch and touch
Without feeling.
A teacher of our generation is accustomed with chalk and duster. In modern days, these traditional teaching aids are fast getting replaced with modern technological gadgets...(part 1)
Magnificent, Nosheen. The touch....waiting for those words to come. This verse goes to myfavourites.
Sometimes I really wonder how things evolved over few decades, we moved on so quickly from bulock-cart to jet age, from Ink pens to gel pens, from notebooks to touchpads.
Wow, reminded old school days, chalk, duster, writing from black board all vanished with touch screen, screen shot and SAVE AS --- Great reminder. *****
This poem articulates laudably the love of a teacher to her chalk and duster though she is gradually accepting the modern trends and novel methods of teaching. I sincerely appreciate the soul of this fabulous poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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6/2/2024 6:38:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wish could go back to those innocent days. Nicely inked. Thanks.