Some things simply can’t be taught
While others probably should not.
The latter’s where the battle’s fought;
The former, why not take a shot?
Having learned a thing, I’d hope
That I could keep it known, but nope,
That’s not the way new knowledge works.
The folks who built my brain are jerks.
I like learning stuff. I do.
It’s doubtful I know more than you
But I know different things, for sure;
That’s why I’m me and you’re who you’re.
My cat’s a natural poet
With a gift for vocalizing rhyme.
I’ll think, This time she’ll blow it,
But she salvages it every time.
I’ve importuned her, Tutor me?
If I can learn it, tell me how!
She tries, but can’t get through to me.
The only thing I hear’s meow!
I learned to read and write at three
Because my sister tutored me
She learned to ride a bike and swim
And asked the world, How ’bout him?
She blazed the trail we both would tread
Taught vectors from her top-bunk bed
And showed me how adulthood works
I’m pleased in me my sister lurks
Though we may have shared
Classes, classmates, teachers, schools
We learned different things
Learning stuff is hard enough;
Recalling how you learned is tough.
By learning something, though, you earn
The right to fight how others learn.
If it worked for you, that’s great!
And if it didn’t, and you hate
The subject to this very day
They still should teach the thing that way.
If it worked out for you (or not)
Then that’s the way it should be taught
Forever. After all, your kid
Will likely ask you how they did,
And when you’re busy homework-checking
There’s no time for what-the-hecking.
As the grown-up, you should know
Exactly how they’re s’posed to show
Their work, and if you don’t, it’s ’cause
They’ve changed the way it always was!
Education shouldn’t change.
Today’s technique should not be strange.
The way you learned will always do.
Just wipe your slate clean when you’re through.