When a child shows up for school, and is not physically and mentally ready to learn, he or she never catches up.
quote by C. Everett Koop
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Age
People
Older to me think
I am still young
People
Younger to me think
I am become old
People
Of my age think
We are not very young
Not very old
Age does not matter
Age is in mind
Age is in thoughts
Which age does?
People talk about
Physically one may age
Mentally
One may remain young
Forget thinking of age
Be a child
Play and laugh
As much as you can
Age physically
Mentally remain young
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Welcome back To School!
Welcome Back To School
Welcome back to school
Summer's over and once again school rules
It's now September a long way from June
Glad to have you welcome back to school
Let's get down to business
You have had your fun
Summer vacation is now long gone
Now it's time to learn
Welcome back to school
Learn prepare to take command of your world
Put control of your future in your hands
It's good to welcome you back to school
We are going to make learning fun
With that in mind we have updated our curriculum
Don't look so serious show some enthusiasm
All together now are we ready are we ready to learn
Welcome, welcome, welcome
Welcome back to school.
Anthony S.Phillander©080912
poem by Anthony Shurland Phillander
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I try to take things that challenge me either physically or mentally, or I have to learn a new skill.
quote by John C. Reilly
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I don't know if I was a desirable person, not just physically but emotionally and mentally and intellectually. I still have a long way go and a lot to learn, but I'm on my way, I don't think I'm terribly attractive, but I'm comfortable with my looks.
quote by Shelley Duvall
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Can't Do This
So exhausted.
Mentally weary,
Physically weak.
Life is draining.
School,
Friends,
Boys,
Chores,
Family,
Homework.
Where is there time for me?
I can’t take care of everyone else
When I’m falling myself.
poem by Karlee Rachelle
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Work
Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
Dyou know like ...
Look at me smile
Look at me doing their
Work
Ysee me shuffle in the dirt
My how I sweat
But I dont mind
Cause its work
You got me rolling up my shirt
Theres all my old friends
Sat by the fountain drinking beer
Their days have no starts and no ends
They drift into pub nights with no
Promise for tomorrow
All that they want is some
Work
Work
Look at me smile
Look at me polish these
Tools
Am I breaking all the rules?
A cycle like that
I dont want to be late for school
Well its night school
Now all my new friends
Sit in their [site] huts drinking tea
My day has no start and no ends
Drifts into whole nights in my
Coffin by the fireside
Bugger this game
I know whos to blame
And thats
Work
Aw, work
Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
Dyou know like
Oh! work, work
Oh! work, work
Im back with my old friends
Sat by the brunel drinking beer
Dont want this to ever end
Were living in fear of being
Mizzled by a new myth
Work
I dont want to go to work
Work
I dont want to go to work
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I Sent My Child To School Today
I sent my child to school today
With his little lunch box
When he came home he said his friend
Had gotten the chickenpox,
I sent my child to school today
And asked him what he learned
He told me about firemen
They taught him how not to get burned,
I sent my child to school today
He said, 'Do you know what they taught me? '
He told me they taught him numbers
As well as his ABC’s,
I sent my child to school today
A smile on his face
I gave him a kiss and a hug
And said, 'See ya funny face! ',
I sent my child to school today
His smile bright and wide
But an older child brought in a gun
How did he get it inside? ,
I sent my child to school today
As in every day
But the child with the gun started shooting
The reason? No one could say,
I buried my child after school today
All I can do is cry
I lost my child at school today
And nobody can tell me why.
poem by Doug Hollywood Davis
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The School Of Life
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
The School Of Life...
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
Higher Education...
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
Teacher to Child
Go to school hear the golden rule
Go to school don't be a mule
Learn must you this very day
Learn you will its the only way
Those seeds you plant shall grow someday
And the fear there be will melt away
So go my child with a will to do
And I pray my dear may God bless you.
copyright (c) 2012
poem by Godfrey Morris
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This crazy country
I’m in this crazy country
If I could leave I would go tomorrow never to return
Oh Allah how can I go
From this crazy country
When I do what I do for the sake of Allah
My 1st Daughter
The strong & the brave
She was physically & emotionally abused
Some years ago
Taken from me brought up by another
No one knows why
But
Daughter no.2
She was allowed to stay
To be abused
Physically, emotionally & attempted sexually
With emotional problems
No fear of danger
Her father still free
To abuse another
1son & twin daughters the pain still goes on
He is still free
As free as can be
Daughter no 2 went to a special school
She learned to survive
Not wanting to become a woman
She was ready to come home
Her room was made nice
The sisters helped to decorate
Ready for her return
You made new friends
In your white community
They told you that you are British
Me myself I’m not proud to be half British
I’m ashamed you see at what they do to my family
I am a Muslim from Islam
That’s what maters to me
What happened to what I taught you to believe.
You come from a multi-cultural family
You decided to stay
Not come home how can this be
My child needs her mom
I’m told the law gives her the right to choose in this country
So you god fearing mom’s beware when your child goes to school
In this crazy country
As children suffer & even die
There parents free
Free as can be
Then there is my son child no.3
Taken from me
He is with his father you see
In this crazy country
My son runs to be with me
Now he needs therapy
Just for wanting me
I am a God fearing mom doing all I can for my family
In this crazy country
As I see with my eyes
Hear with my ears
What you do to my Brothers & Sisters in this country
I want to leave & go some place where I can be free
As free as can be
To give my all to people who need me
Oh Allah how can I leave this crazy country
When I do what I do for the sake of Allah
To be there for my family
People try to bring me down for I’m a God fearing mom
Before I go
Leave this crazy country
Remember this
You might be free as free as can be
In this crazy country
But when judgment day comes
Who will be free
As free as can be
Will it be you
Or will it be me?
poem by mariam khan Farah Abdulahi
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Everything I was, physically and mentally, that's what I put on that field.
quote by Steve Carlton
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Scars
We all have scars.
Some visible and some hidden to the world.
We sometimes try to hide the physically scars because we think it is ugly,
but really having scars is not a bad thing.
It reminds us we can heal and get through the bad times both physically and mentally when we are ripped or torn apart.
So embrace you scars and keep on healing.
For healing and battling is a part of life.
Let people see your scars and how strong you are by healing.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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Mentally and physically, I find I can play with these people.
quote by Chico Hamilton
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The ideal attitude is to be physically loose and mentally tight.
quote by Arthur Ashe
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Activated! And Applied Swiftly
It is important to keep,
Mentally and physically disciplined.
An active mind and body,
Aren't so fast to wear down.
Especially if you have annoying little kids,
Getting on your nerves and running around.
Or grandchildren.
Although loved!
But isn't it nice...
To be able to leave town?
To breathe fresh air!
Listening to the sound of silence.
And as often as available cash found,
Will allow.
Affording a recess,
From bouts of shouting and names yelled.
Or overhearing whispers murmured,
From someone who wishes you to go to hell!
'I heard that!
And 'if' I hear those words from you again,
You're going to get it!
Laugh if you want to.
But I'll provoke more than a joke on you.
Do you hear me?
Do you HEAR ME? '
It is important to keep,
Mentally and physically disciplined.
To prevent agonizing wishes...
Picked from distant memories.
With no need to reminsce.
Especially when days of hesitation rush,
To rest upon aging thighs and butts!
Finding you have sat too long,
Sitting and getting out of touch!
And aching with sore muscles...
Feeling a need to curse and often cuss.
When you could have spent a few minutes a day...
Moving your feet to a rhythm kept.
And obeying receptively,
A fast paced beat for moments of sweating.
Knowing how and when to use the stamina,
In emergencies when needed.
It is important to keep,
Mentally and physically disciplined.
They are like secret weapons,
Activated!
And applied swiftly,
When the time comes to fly away from nonsense!
Without a need to threaten to swing a cane.
Or remembering where it was left,
To do it!
'Has anyone seen my cane?
You better not let me find it too soon!
I wish you all shut up in there!
You're going to get it!
Laugh if you want to.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Are you proud yet?
i made it many miles without you i can make it farther i know i can
you never taught me how to ride a bike but i know how
you never helped me with my homework but i got A's
you never there to give me advice but i handled it without you
im tired of trying to make you proud, im about to give up its hard to never hear you say it
when i lost my bestfriend over a stupid gun you werent there to be my rock i made it without you are you proud yet?
im strong like mom im more like here everyday im proud of that she has been my rock, when i do something little she says she is proud
i made it thur middle school without you barely there i realized mom was right im glad im not like you
started high school your still not there physically yes but mentally you could careless, are you proud i know mom is
im turning 18 and going to graduate, are you proud yet, no you told me you didnt want to see me graduate, am i ever gonna hear you say it.
maybe not but i know one thing you have taught me is not to be like you, im like mom
i got pubished in a book, are you proud no you said you could careless, how can you be so heartless.
I let go of many things youve done, said and you promised maybe that wasnt a smart idea but ill learn so are you proud yet.
honestly i keep thinking im never gonna be your perfect kid, i dont care because mom made me the women i am and made me not like you, im strong are you proud yet?
After all is said and done i know mom is proud i made it this far without you, proud yet i know i am!
poem by Sarah Selinger
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Acting is a tough business, and you need to be in good shape mentally and physically.
quote by Juliette Binoche
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I believe that if you are elderly, physically or mentally handicapped we have an obligation too you, but if you are able-bodied, you should be working.
quote by Alphonso Jackson
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