I walk around the room and hum. “We/are/ ga/ther/ing.” The children stop and listen. They march and follow the Pied Piper leading his young wards to the meeting area in a corner by the room. I sing, “We are ga-ther-ing, we are ga-ther-ing, we are ga-ther-ing..…” The children join the chant, from soft to slow …
Teacher A: Young entrepreneurs at 10s & 11s? Are you serious? How long? Teacher T: Here’s how. First, they learn the what, the who and the whys of entrepreneurship. Then on to market research on current business products and services. Big and Small. Second, they watched videos of teen-entrepreneurs with inspiring start-up stories they can …
along the street hanged by the wall these NUMBERS as if to shout, “home”. I remember, I remember… the tall, big GATE that opened and closed singing each day “hello and goodbye”. I remember, I remember… the giant TREE whose leaves waved in glee round and round its trunk “Yippeee” we skipped and jumped. I …
5 pm. No chatter, no giggle, no laughter inside the room quiet as a chapel. Unnerving. Clement Moore could well have imagined Keys Library in 1823 when he wrote “’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house … not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse…” Gone the students who huddle …
