This poem was written by a high school student who was living in Busolwe, Uganda back in 2011 when we were there. It deserves a repost every year– as I continue to grow as a new teacher in Vancouver, I keep his words in mind. I appreciate the blessings we have as learners and teachers in Canada.
Education.
Where did you come from?
Oh! God, you created others white and others black.
Is this the education I hear?
Education, that you’re wise, whosoever comes
to you becomes wise. WHY?…..?
Education I hear that whoever wants you
pays money!! That you education puts other
people to the first class which benefits a lot
others in the second class which benefits some how
less and others in the third class which totally
inherits nothing. What can do Oh! Education
tell me… … …
Education, should I befriend you so that
I also enjoy the class people in this world today.
And if so where can I find that man
called money to touch you education?