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|Date:||March 27, 2016|
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This poem should be shared with all schools.......
By Alan Badmington (UK)
Laura has freckles, Nina has spots,
Dominic's fingers are longer than Scott's,
Barbara is skinny, Lorna is fat,
Daddy has whiskers as long as a cat.
Brad is athletic and runs like the wind,
Toby is awkward and undisciplined,
Grandma has wrinkles and silver-grey hair,
Granddad is balding and sleeps in the chair.
Clarice is pretty, delightful and sweet,
Robert's good looking, but has smelly feet,
John's a musician and plays a bassoon,
Will has a keyboard but sings out of tune.
Martin has black skin, Hayley is white,
Charlotte is gentle, Dan loves a fight,
Susan has blue eyes, Judy's are green,
Rachel's are brownish, the largest I've seen.
Vicky is cheerful, Angie is glum,
Cher looks like Daddy, I look like Mum,
Amy has blonde hair, Gina's is red,
Claire is well-nourished, Dave's underfed.
Bill is ambitious and works hard at school,
Alex is lazy but thinks he is cool,
Jason is boring, Bonnie is fun,
She brightens a party, like rays from the sun.
Calvin has short legs, Wanda is tall,
Jerry is bigger, but smaller than Paul,
Jane is a good girl, as everyone knows,
Joey's a naughty boy, Jack picks his nose.
Paula's left-handed, Sophie is right,
Wendy wears glasses to help with her sight,
Brenda is thoughtful, Kramer's uncaring,
Harvey is cautious, Tracey is daring.
Things would be dull if our lives were the same,
With identical clothing and same-sounding name,
If we shared the same interests and musical choice,
If we had the same accents, and similar voice.
My father's a brother, an uncle, a son,
So many identities rolled into one,
Everyone's different, we're all quite unique,
The way that we look and the way that we speak.
Our troubles, our talents, the way that we think,
The way that we laugh, and the way that we blink,
It's great that we differ, it adds to our worth,
There's no-one quite like us, elsewhere on this earth.
Sometimes when I'm speaking, the words cease to flow,
My speech becomes bumpy, uncertain and slow,
At times I talk smoothly - at times I do not,
It's just that I'm different, yes different! – SO WHAT? ... See MoreSee Less
Letting Go Of Our Inhibitions - by Alan Badmington
When I worried what people were thinking
I surrendered my freedom of choice
To speak and behave how I wanted
It diminished my lifestyle and voice
Now I dance as if no-one is watching
An exciting new dawn has begun
I’ve abandoned my past inhibitions
And discovered that speaking is FUN ... See MoreSee Less