A Different Perspective.
I’m up for learning something new,
I just don’t like being talked down to,
Everyone learns in their own special ways,
For people like me, we find it hard to concentrate,
We can’t react and listen, we find it hard to sit still,
We’re usually off in our own little bubble of weirdness,
We won’t be reading your social ques or reacting how you want us to,
Show me again and please don’t shout,
As the distractions around me, mess with my mind,
Oh look there’s a bird and a boy over here,
Swinging on his chair. Huh, I’m sorry I did it again,
Please repeat your words so my mind can let it sink in,
Remember everyone learns in different ways,
And I’m up for being taught something new,
So please don’t talk to me,
Like I’m something from your shoe.
Written by: Katie Clarke 2021
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kitty the naughty poet (
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Comments4
Some just can't teach, so if you can't teach, don't expect me to learn from you.
Brilliant!
your ability to express yourself with such distinct, clarity
already
makes you an enemy, to any self-doubting teacher
who uses that cloak of authority
as their crutch, in life
instead of cultivating, that essential quality
to connect with and understand
the unique capabilities and limitations
we're each, born with..
My busy mind is easily distracted and I lose the plot so often. Completely with you in the spirit of this piece.
Teaching/learning is all about communication skills i feel, but don't let me see/hear any distractions.
Very interesting write.
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