twenty students in perfect little rows worker bees in training
a crooked child shakes his hand a silent celebration
he knows the answer
it is not one of math or science
he cannot tell you who won the war but he can tell you what makes the world beautiful
he can tell you that knowledge is about more than just facts
that whatβs interesting isnβt always whatβs important
behind those failing grades and messy locker is a child who longs to learn a child who is smart a child who isnβt meant to be just another worker bee
some children are meant for more then the target of a flower