AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

School Haiku


Sensational Haiku Wednesday ~ School
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School can be a race
Learning identity shapes
Ways and means of life

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9 comments:

Leo said...

Yes, it sort of seems that way.. Maybe its a starting point of a race than the race itself :) Lovely thought in a thought provoking haiku!

Tara Tyler said...

very nice - and great perspective picture!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Oh, my goodness, Gemma! If school is a race, then I'm loosing it fast! I seem to be dragging through the days in a daze or haze! Thanks for your observation, though.

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Nice school haiku - identity is a good theme!

Jenn @ Youknow...that Blog? said...

Well said! I like that a lot :)

Ria said...

School alwasy does seem like ou are racing to get somewhere else - in Kindergarten they tell you, you have to do it this way in first grade - but don't let you wait until first grade - in Middle school they tell you this is how it's done in HS but don't let you wait until you're there. In HS they tell you this is how it's done in college... In college - the "real world" or grad school or med school. Racing forward always

iblogmoore (Amanda Moore) said...

So true things move so quickly, hard to imagine how we kept up when we were young it takes skill!

beccagivens said...

Great take on the prompt ...

Nanka said...

The middle line says a lot, a place for moulding our future selves!!

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