Marilyn Lott

Gold Star - 9,305 Points (5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

I Learned In School - Poem by Marilyn Lott

I remember as a little girl I studied
Native Americans in school
I remember how interested I was
With only picture books for tools

I opened up my crayon box
Though I really didn’t know how to draw
I somehow captured a teepee
And an bed that was made of straw

We used our vivid imaginations
Drawing our own pictures and designs
Of what we thought life was like back then
Our short chapters were then entwined

A river always flowed right by
For they had dirty clothes to gather
My people always wore headbands
And from it sprouted a brilliant feather

I remember learning at an early age
That folks were not always fair
They fought for what they wanted
But didn’t always mean they would share

I learned that life was mighty hard
And when a minority was overpowered
They sometimes became bitter and angry
Their attitude quite often soured

It’s the golden rule once more in school
That we learned over and over again
Treat people the way you want to be treated
How nice if we could make it a trend!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, February 28, 2011

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