I could have been a Rhodes Scholar, except for my grades.
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The great scholar forgets about fame, the average scholar works for it, and the unworthy scholar steals it.
There was an Old Person of Rhodes,
Who strongly objected to toads;
He paid several cousins,
To catch them by the dozens,
That futile Old Person of Rhodes.
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You know, I went to Oberlin. At that time, grades were - you elected to have them or not. It was all of that era where grades were out the window. But I did very well in school. I didn't really study the arts; I practiced the arts.
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Jack McGuire
They would have lynched me
Had I not been secretly hurried away
To the jail at Peoria.
And yet I was going peacefully home,
Carrying my jug, a little drunk,
When Logan, the marshal, halted me,
Called me a drunken hound and shook me,
And, when I cursed him for it, struck me
With that Prohibition loaded cane --
All this before I shot him.
They would have hanged me except for this:
My lawyer, Kinsey Keene, was helping to land
Old Thomas Rhodes for wrecking the bank,
And the judge was a friend of Rhodes
And wanted him to escape,
And Kinsey offered to quit on Rhodes
For fourteen years for me.
And the bargain was made. I served my time
And learned to read and write.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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The humblest painter is a true scholar; and the best of scholars the scholar of nature.
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The scholar who cherishes the love of comfort is not fit to be deemed a scholar.
Confucius in The Confucian Analects
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Brian was the oldest, I was in the middle and Carl was the baby. I was the troublemaker. Brian got great grades and Carl got the kind of grades I did. I failed everything. I was too busy fighting and running wild.
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The scholar who cherishes the love of comfort is not fit to be deemed a scholar.
A scholar who cherishes the love of comfort is not fit to be deemed a scholar.
A scholar who cherishes the love of comfort is not fit to be deemed a scholar.
Clarence Fawcett
The sudden death of Eugene Carman
Put me in line to be promoted to fifty dollars a month,
And I told my wife and children that night.
But it didn't come, and so I thought
Old Rhodes suspected me of stealing
The blankets I took and sold on the side
For money to pay a doctor's bill for my little girl.
Then like a bolt old Rhodes accused me,
And promised me mercy for my family's sake
If I confessed, and so I confessed,
And begged him to keep it out of the papers,
And I asked the editors, too.
That night at home the constable took me
And every paper, except the Clarion,
Wrote me up as a thief
Because old Rhodes was an advertiser
And wanted to make an example of me.
Oh! well, you know how the children cried,
And how my wife pitied and hated me,
And how I came to lie here.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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I would like to be a scholar in whatever I do, a scholar is never finished, he is always seeking and I am always seeking.
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Iron sharpens iron; scholar, the scholar.
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Until the door opened
We seemed like the perfect family
mommy had a job daddy had a job
i was getting good grades
kids were doing good
but behind closed doors the real us happeened
mummy and daddy yelled at eachother i was hurting in ways i couldn't explain.
UNTIL the door opened daddy walked out as if the wind blew him out
mummy was hurting emotionally and spiritually
i got bad grades and most of all i lost faith in god
Until jesus spoke to us as a family
daddys still gone but were stronger as the family thats left.
poem by Tyquajiah Davis
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Eugene Carman
Rhodes' slave! Selling shoes and gingham,
Flour and bacon, overalls, clothing, all day long
For fourteen hours a day for three hundred and thirteen days
For more than twenty years.
Saying "Yes'm" and "Yes, sir", and "Thank you"
A thousand times a day, and all for fifty dollars a month.
Living in this stinking room in the rattle-trap "Commercial."
And compelled to go to Sunday School, and to listen
To the Rev. Abner Peet one hundred and four times a year
For more than an hour at a time,
Because Thomas Rhodes ran the church
As well as the store and the bank.
So while I was tying my neck-tie that morning
I suddenly saw myself in the glass:
My hair all gray, my face like a sodden pie.
So I cursed and cursed: You damned old thing
You cowardly dog! You rotten pauper!
You Rhodes' slave! Till Roger Baughman
Thought I was having a fight with some one,
And looked through the transom just in time
To see me fall on the floor in a heap
From a broken vein in my head.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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The future I choose
My grades are something I take pride in. Like a religion I must follow.
They have to stay as high as possible. A's are what I want like a child
asking for ice cream. My GPA is the lightbof my life, the reason for my
hard working persistance. It means everything to me. It's what will
determine my future. The future I deserve, the future I desire. As I strive
and climb the trail of life it follows me through day and night. I can't get
rid of them no matter what. I want people to know me because of them,
like a infamous football player, someone to remember. Someone to look
up to, someone to respect. My grades determine my future of how people
partake me. This is the future I choose for it's my future to partake in.
poem by Fayeleesa Shropshire
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Where they belonged
When I was in metric
(now grade twelve)
in the agricultural science class
an English girl took a chair
next to me
who had a secret crush
without getting
any attention from me.
I just wasn’t taken with her
and she was a little brash
and they lived
on the other side
of the railway tracks
and she had a reputation
of sleeping around.
When we studied
animal copulation
she acted as if
she didn’t really understand
and asked me some questions
which made me blush
and it was clear
that she had other plans instead.
Ignoring her didn’t help much
and heart broken she went to cry
on her sister’s shoulder
who was my class teacher
and taught me English
at the time.
We did an IQ test
(the first in my years at school)
and I scored only too well
and without really knowing
my personal circumstances
the teacher told the class
that I was lazy,
but much more than that
she marked my English grades down.
I didn’t know what had got into her
and in the second quarter
like a angel from heaven
a female inspector
(specializing in English)
visited the school.
She couldn’t understand
why my marks had slipped so much
and we had a very nice chat
where she demanded
all my English books and tests.
She graded everything again,
my grades took a hike,
the teacher was called in
and almost did the same
and after that
my grades were where
they belonged.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Offering Me
Before the war the major had been a scholar,
Systems were malfunctioning due to his guess,
And so he jingled with pride at the open air,
Instilling pride in those eyes that were two.
To blur the words I have been small,
As the sight has arrived due to the blurring word.
He, the scholar, was facing my pages of ruler ship,
The cancellations and doubts blurred the page.
An electronic system was abroad and welcoming,
Off as an action, offering me with praise.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Get On Top
Get on Top Get on Top
Hit me come get me I bite but she bit me
Go-rilla cunt-illa
Sammy D and Salmonella
Come with me 'cause I'm an ass killer
You're ill but I'm iller
I'll malinger on your block and
Give the finger to a cop and
Pick a lock before I knock and
Set you up to get on top
[Chorus:]
Complications of a mastermind
Last temptation of my kind
Extra planetary sign
When do we align
All in time
Right on
Get up come sit up I light but she lit up
Grass Hopper Show Stopper
The life of a Wife Swapper
Come with me 'cause I'm a big bopper
You do but I wopper
Exterminate my cause
You want to draw some straws
Be the one to see my flaws
Make me bleed with painted claws
[Chorus]
Get on Top Get on Top
Hit me come get me I bite but she bit me
Speed Baller Rhodes Scholar
Bottom Bitch And a Bottom Dollar
Come with me 'cause I'm a Free Faller
You hoot but I holler
I'll malinger on your block
Give the finger to a cop and
Pick a lock before I knock on
Set you up to get on top
Get on Top
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Californication
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Ida Chicken
After I had attended lectures
At our Chautauqua, and studied French
For twenty years, committing the grammar
Almost by heart,
I thought I'd take a trip to Paris
To give my culture a final polish.
So I went to Peoria for a passport --
(Thomas Rhodes was on the train that morning.)
And there the clerk of the district Court
Made me swear to support and defend
The constitution -- yes, even me --
Who couldn't defend or support it at all!
And what do you think? That very morning
The Federal Judge, in the very next room
To the room where I took the oath,
Decided the constitution
Exempted Rhodes from paying taxes
For the water works of Spoon River!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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