A Question with Many Answers(a poem by Whonunuwho)
Learned teachers often ask their classes...
"Which came first..the chicken or the egg"?
Already predisposed in this, their notion,
Just waiting for arguments by each to beg.
Students are quick to give their answers,
Derived by religion, parents, or mind sets.
"It had to be the egg", says a confident child,
"No..the chicken had to lay it first", one bets.
What if we sat and listened to each theory,
Respectfully allowing each ones presentation?
No argument or opposition for anyone to post,
Without heated words, or "friendly" persuasion.
"Can we each draw up a plan on paper", is asked,
"Illustrating our theories, for all others to see"?
"Perhaps there was both", one child maintains,
"A mother bird, and her egg within, to soon be!"
So, children with their best efforts create their work,
There on paper, drawn pictures of such a wonder.
Great pride held by each, their marvelous of plans,
No worry by any if not accepted, none to blunder.
Resolved in their small class, all was meant to be,
Regardless of the why, or the when, or the how.
A grand world awaits us, its beauty for all to see,
Each precious thought, in their minds to allow.
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