Comments about Channah Zimmick
Each Day A Choice
Once upon a time in a world that seemed grey
lived a small graceful child trying to find the right way.
Each morning he'd rise, a smile graced his lips
A mind filled with magic
He'd ready for trips.
To school he would journey, the heart pure would yern,
'If only they'd see me, there's much I can learn.'
The loud bell would chime, the room would fall hush,
the chalk board looked jumbled as pencils would rush.
Assignments presented seemed easy to do
The math and the english were not really new.
The day moved along, the schedule was kept